Every time looking at the stars, I will remember the late into the night sky. Through the wing, the distance of the wheat field inside the figure of gray is like concealed, in a night in the hazy, ears to the voice of the worm sound deafening. In such a quiet night, our sole and land the contact between filled with ambiguity of the taste, the soft grass gently stroked the our ankle, a stream of green cool up along the pant leg, but we do not easily move their bodies, not because of the fear of bother night quiet, like the peek of our movements, will be in casual wake up with a start to the figure of the gray.
They are a couple it, otherwise, how few night they are out on the double. Every night they will in the fixed time appear in my house of wheat fields, like someone they set the alarm clock to the general. Don't so many days, and they are always found no place not far from them in the latent dangerous????? Because they are too focus their love, to around all primary experience too late? Or because their home is nearby, the home of the baby and starving need to take care of? All this until now I are unknown. Because when my partner in the hand of the two homemade firearm and sparks flashed, their life is already forever be stopped in the night.
In a moment, air is solidified lived, I believe that in the two rabbit perception, time and hole has already been tearing up the house. Open the flashlight switch, white light like an arrow penetrated the darkness of night, the original faint and much clear figure moment, penetrating LiuShu suddenly call out, quick, that two guy is not dead. I don't know what the reason is that we completely broke out, close to 10 m distance, a few of us are even in a time of interest not arrived. By this time I found that, that two rabbit had lost the ability to flee, thank companion marksmanship, two guns are in the middle of the deadly parts.
Return of time, the big guy all cheerful, but my heart but an uncomfortable feeling. Begin by lightning, I saw the rabbit's blood is still in the drops, looking at that and my blood as bright red liquid, I have a sense of fear. To LiuShu home, we proposed the two rabbit immediately and cook, and somehow I had to it's long-awaited rabbit meat resist up. Just find a excuse to go home.
Because a person's sake, the way a lot of quiet. Look up at the stars, found that stars had more at ordinary times than a lot, belongs to own mood, I turned off the flashlight, began the dark evaporating when, once again, looking at day. Found out that only once had the cowboy apart so far away, it because the weather sunny's sake, the sky than before the bright stars, each star like diamond shining with dazzling rays of light.
But in this is full of diamonds shine night, we should hand crushed out a love. The love of the couple, in casual will become our love here were funeral objects for emperors. I don't know, on a night like this, how many killings going on, but I believe that this kind of killing one day because this boundless diamonds shine and stop.
The life of the village is drab, to a full year without any new circulation, people all are insignificant. Like my parents, be the farmers can't feel whether this drab, for a in the barren land BaoShi inside the ethnic group, have no time, no need to enjoy the luxury of pain.
After school, came home, have a meal, the finished my homework. I began to do nothing up. Watching the sun more and more low, the light is more and more dark, I know this one day will want to come to the end. My activity space and will be compressed, maybe it is enlightenment, in some year while one day, I think should make good use of these parents can't supervision time for yourself look for happiness.
In my begged, father promised to help me make gyro. Looking at a dull wood, in his father's hand up sword fell into the between of beauty gyro, my heart is full of excitement, change do now, I would have written an article a good deal of menial great praise. To see my father gave me the process of making gyroscope, is the most long time moment, the thought of is going to have their own toys, the students can show off, my mood is excited to the extreme, I was in the heart of this great imagine product appearance, side urged his father.
Father gave me well is to work out the gyro, I take this hard-won baby, but don't know how to let it spin up. Fortunately, a nearby second cousin once removed to my home to borrow hoe, look at me with a gyro but didn't know how to play, and help me do a root turn the gyro's whip. Finally everything has, I would learn that the senior and junior students and the appearance of the first taken with a whip gyro, forcibly twitch the whip, in the centrifugal force (this is afterwards just know of) under the action of let gyroscope spin up, and then kept tailed whip gyro, let its rotation to continue.
Because it is too input, maybe because it's getting dark I didn't even feel. Father back from the ground, the moon was out, and father see I still play, he is very angry, take my gyro. At that time, I have no argument with his father the courage, had to a personal QiGuGu to sleep. The second day go to school, the teacher checked my homework, I for the sake of gyro, didn't complete the work, be make stand as punishment.
From then on, I learn my lesson, every day is to start work again after the play gyro, never stood not to be sent off. Later, I learned to make your own gyro, and I also know, in the bottom of the gyro pack on the inside of the bearing steel balls, gyro will turn more long. Also because every time playing too late for the sake of the father's blame nearly every day in the ear ring.
The pressure of the life, many of the childhood memory has been away, I have already don't remember when I began to play the gyroscope. But I always remember, my father gave me gyroscope that focus when the look, and, for the first time to play gyro blamed the hate of iron don't of the tone. Raise head to look, the sky or any childhood as blue, and the light of stars still such as general dazzling diamonds. But, whether I play outside in much late, but seldom has the opportunity to hear his father's rebuke.
Into the toy shop now, wide variety of all kinds of gyroscope always let a person shine at the moment, a voice, shimmering, but no matter how expensive is much more beautiful gyro, take in hand in, all have no father that year did for me that simple wood gyro so kind.
Just now, the children don't play that gyro, because that kind of the appearance of the gyro monotonous, but also because of the difficulty of production, and spend a lot of time making a simple wood a knot in one's heart, rather than in the toy shop to buy a real benefit.
The process of growing up is extremely slow, slow even we are not feeling it exists. Because of the slow, when I began to set up his own gender concepts, know the boy do something, I would have been in love with the girl's game. This love is cannot be changed, as in my consciousness sow seeds in general, when I found it exists, I tried my best to to eradicate those seedlings, just feel it is deeply rooted. Like the adults love general and know it will run out of our psychology, but we still relentlessness.
Jump hacky-sack, a simple game, in our JiuGongGe of the painting was inside, we again and repeating monotonous action, in retrospect, the life maze it just so so. Cycle of his own circulation, repeated his repeat, each entry of the inside of the space once entered, always has some because of the novel joy.
In a group of knew how among the girls, distinctive I always give a person a kind of an informer new feeling, like the flowers blooming season, in the middle of the flower greatly small little green meaning in general. For always love and shaped in girls, young and I have been dubbed the "false girl" of the title. Many years later, I because of puberty in Iraq, GuHuo interpretation of the health of infatuation, also stay up a head of long hair, perhaps is because young girl stay together with often go.
If life can cut it, I would like to me that the memory when cutting down, sealed in only his keys inside the box. Grow up, see be used to much of the world on and off, the sentimental story kind at any time in our side staged, see more will numb. The world of adults inside, be desire of the package is not the relationship between husband and wife between men and women, contacts, warmth into his cheating and betrayal, let this dirty world the increased more filth.
Some say, prefer words is incomplete, not the strong, in the suddenly appearance hides under a fragile heart, what woman especially. It because of this, maybe because of the 30 I didn't recognized by all the men's strong, in my world inside, always be full of the woman's sentimental, perhaps, is because those childhood experience it, perhaps, in those childhood games, I in casual was infected with too much belong to the girl's femininity.
Each in the dead of night of night, when I passed from the dormitory building, always hear the adolescent children chirp in its dream and then maybe, in their dreams, and have that no memories of the boundaries between men and women? Because, the top of head of the night sky as I childhood still as quietly rolled out, above compose became full and for many years before flashing diamonds shine stars.
