2011年1月4日星期二

Dawn of the figure

Dawn of the figure
Always see a familiar figure, tall, thin, Dengzhe a tricycle down the street a little scavenging.
This man is a retired civil servant, before working in the Propaganda Department, called noble virtue.
The street is located in the urban fringe, are offered the environment as dirty a obese Po Yi, originally on the bloated body, his face was covered with numerous small peas. Because of this, the higher-ups is also a big brainer, Sanitation Bureau also arranged a few temporary cleaners, but they are Flying Pigeon, the time is not long, not dry. Do not know since that day, people see a 50-year-old man, wearing a pair of glasses, the text frail weak, a little, thin, slowly cleaning up the garbage, plastic bags and waved the broom in his next , flocked into the tricycle in the. With a smile on his face, from the glasses after the light emitted by a trace of calm, as if this is not working, but share a joy, a taste of a good. Appreciate a pleasure.
At first, many people thought he was hired to clean the new Bureau of Sanitation workers. Lao Gao of people do not know the inside story, but also the illusion that his family is very difficult. One time, a lot of people see them, he even cleaned with a broom, suddenly, a white plastic bag from the roll out of a 5 gold coin, his tall body bent, carefully picked up, and took out the handkerchief, wipe and wipe, and then gently placed in the pocket. We looked at him as if looking like aliens. "Too miser, and never seen such a crazy miser" everyone said in unison. Do not know when, but do not know who gave him a nickname "miser crazy" and later, "miser crazy" reputation growing, the first since he has been responsible for this street, this street the city from the dirtiest and most chaotic at worst, the city became the most beautiful, most beautiful streets, he has been the city's daily newspaper, "The best quality model", the newspaper Lianpian report, also on the city TV; second lot of people do not call him Lao Gao, and just called him "crazy miser", when this time, he just smiled, as if these three words are not ironic, but the rewards like. For a time, "miser crazy" has become a household name, as if the city is the "star" of the.
Outsiders do not know the ins and outs of Lao Gao, Lao Gao's acquaintances are aware, but the Propaganda Department of the Lao Gao wit ah, in the Propaganda Department, Lao Gao is the propaganda department of the "pen", knowledgeable, eloquent, a special love clean, my colleagues know, Lao Gao riding in the car, it is absolutely shiny, as if just bought the same car dealers. People just wonder, retired, Lao Gao serene old age not at home, how to run dry people underestimate the importance of such a career? If only for daily expenses, Lao Gao a person's pension would be sufficient. "4,500" in the city, this is definitely high-income groups. Everyone seems to have been bored in the sleeve, as baffled.
Outsiders do not understand could be forgiven, even the Lao Gao's son, do not understand, then simply become the enemy. Lao Gao's son, the original Bureau of Agriculture to work in the city, teenagers, young man is the object at the time. Lao Gao's son inherited the good genes, she is tall, long scrub. Naturally, the girls are after him, such as clouds, like a piece of. Picks around, and a good girl on the IRS. One day after dinner, his son to the Lao Gao poured a cup of tea, holding hands held to the Lao Gao of the front, "Dad, drink water", Lao Gao was surprised, to sweep the streets since he has retired, his son did not give him time good face, always said to him ashamed. Once, the old high-heeled son of anxious, "how sweeping the streets, which is a city beauty, like the past, workers dig dung Chuanxiang received by Liu Shaoqi." Confused father and son is broke. "Today is how is it?" Lao Gao wondered, watching his son got up its sleeve in the end what to sell drugs. Lao Gao sipped tea while waiting for his son's side below. "Dad, I want to buy a house, close at hand, can show me 10 million?" "10 million?" Lao Gao repeated, "10 million did not, I Carry only 1 million." If you are using, I'll you take out. "1 million, how can ten thousand! Dad, your money then, you often go to the post office, you do go, is not the money sent to my grandmother, gave my younger brother, you're so eccentric it!" son's face was red, and screamed with. "Pops" slap in the face of two echoes in the living room, Lao Gao, shaking hands high, the son of two red handprint face. Heard the noise, children quickly out of his wife, pulled Lao Gao. Son staring Lao Gao, "slammed" slams. Lao Gao stood blankly, my mind a mess, how to fight his son, from small to large, but never touched the son of a finger.

Music Love Magic

Music Love Magic

Dusk, sunset, night blurred the coast. The sea side of the bright red flashing light, sparkling waves.
Shu light wiping the hand holding the United States through the beach, leaving behind shallow footprints.
U.S. light wiping Shu walked the beach in the middle of the time to sit down, facing the sunset, sunset light color is not red dye their calm faces.
No one to speak, at the moment of calm is the calm through the storm. Hand, dependence, life is the most beautiful scenery.
Gust of wind, head down against the U.S. light wipe Shu lap. Live in the United States single-handedly wiping ring light Shu Shu hand stroking the hair beauty. Tranquil, beautiful, light floating gently wipe the mouth smile.
What a setting sun disappear like the distant past, leaving a slightly sad memories. Filled the night with pain from the time a beautiful smile hovering in the distance.
"You come from the music,
To warm me,
Grief had faded and the cold, burning his own. "
Wiping more than three years ago was a shallow depression in some children. That year he was third year, he is often shown quirks because of inner desolation. However, not because of who more than anyone else cold; but, every time the distance created a permanent stranger; that distance is terrible, just not as thin as a membrane yarn enthusiastic insight and thoughtful person; gentle at that time What seems important, such as the needs of people going thirsty for a drop of water.
Music is light wipe favorite things, he and his music had each other, because they know each other.
Light wiping with a good friend did, that good feeling is light wipe seventeen years lived the most valuable asset. However, the entrance of the war so that they will never split. Transfer to a municipal high school friends, stay in the small shallow wipe the county.
Since then, wiping a shallow person, winding along the shadow of loneliness as the years of his Love.
Teens are the most brilliant season, the boys and girls who love a lot of time. Have high school students, in fact, love is a normal and good thing.
Wipe each piece of light through the small trees on campus, there will always see the hand of the boys and girls secretly. Each time he hastened to the bypass, soon gone.
In fact, light is also looking forward to wiping the heart of a love affair. His fantasy, love is kind of how that feeling?
Is a warm, sweet, or ...
To be honest, a little light wiping or long handsome. But his melancholy appearance as the bitter cold of the ice dance all desirecilility.
Light wiping time, in addition to learning the remaining are used to listening to music. Light wiping most like to hear sad music, followed every time he can take the hint of that feeling.
Gradually, from the sadness in the interpretation of the vicissitudes of life. Although there is no deep horizon reduced, but the bitterness of the years melted.

The beautiful Mrs. Peach

The beautiful Mrs. Peach

Sequence
A lot of things, I never thought, as my appearance in general. In fact, when I heard a very small people have said: sirens born unlucky. This is preordained. But surprisingly, in the lives on the road, my husband can actually shook my hand. I think this life with no regrets.
Husband as I wiped the tears his eyes, faint Kai mouth: Lady, I come with you, the next life, we are still married.
I nodded, Looking back, I saw behind him all over the peach, pink bloom enchanting Yan, little Tears of Blood, like to see me off.
Tenjin said: I pre-existence of the soul is a ray of peach, infatuation never intended. Therefore, the passage of the peach flavor of life, repair the female body, but also as a peach, curl weak weak. Unfortunately, not hospice life, but also dragged my husband hastily a life, this world war was disturbing phone-in, times of hardship. I rule the sin of Hades, I do some fine roots deep in the tree three years, never shall see dead.
Such punishment, I convinced. My poor husband only, to me, not the blessed before his death, but also in the nether world to do after the death of a nameless kid, five hundred years to be reincarnation. I asked joking that he was sympathetic to me a silly look, my next life so that he find a good woman to accompany him to tide over a lifetime. And never again think of a name is Chen Gui woman.
I would no longer be the root of the crime of three years.
Joking sigh, and finally nodded in tears ... ...

One
I was born in a soft according to the early spring sun that day, clear sunny day, the wind slowly. Oddly enough, the old peach tree Gongmen Qian's actually the first to open, blossoming enchanting, ulterior motives in full bloom.
Niangqin said: just the full moon to see me be born as youthful head, face, if peach. Father was really happy, banquet Customer Care, named for me in public: Gui.
Since childhood, my sister flies with a sheltered, I do not know the world-like state. Daily learning poetry and painting, Miao Mei Shi Dai. Niangqin told me that these are the need to learn, because I have promised the people, the interest of the son of the country, the future monarch. I will become the wife of country interest rates.
Started going to the dark seduces the ring, I think the next day Tuosai husband. Those timid words and intimate the action, I flushed with shame. Hidden in the peach leaves, actually can not tell.
Sister often praise me: Compared with the peach, still win the three points.
As I gradually enlarged, but sounded Niangqin grief, I asked her sake. She said not only touched my head and said: I hope you like Da Ji, hi sister and his ilk.
I do not understand this, my sister told me Pretty face, is the source of trouble is not born unlucky, Niangqin worry for your life ah.
That day, I inexplicably had a dream my husband died in the war, and I stood on a high-loft, looked at him smiling. Another man standing next to me, I slowly leaned over, leaning by his ... ...
I woke up holding the pillow quilt, actually tears.