Whenever I hear the winter's tree of this song, I had a want to cry impulse. I don't want to so vulnerable, but I can't control myself. Perhaps, that is so many years I can't let go the real cause of the emotion? For ten years, she wait for 10 years. That a casual joke was she like soil cultivation promise. A rotating looking forward to relationships, the attitude of the eternal, hazy and clearly mark this we mutually yue peaceably unto the first happiness and pain...
01 】
Early winter wind no end to blow.
In this desolate frontier town, every day someone disappear. And I, I really don't know whether they also like the dust over the city as a moment of disappear without trace.
Habitually open right drawer, small west to send all the reckoning lie in the middle. I don't think that sad: night, I am small west, I came back, I and my body the same day and night miss you.
I looked at it, shed countless tears.
Buddha said: past, you are my hand of one individual plant bowl of Ephraim, and Ephraim on the other, only have you, until wilted, has not been able to get you the appearance of qing li show in front of my eyes.
I?Can in the water do mountain poor place you leave footprints found former lives? Or a few years later, when you again come to my side, whether there is a bright smile? The greedy to sniff at orange flower girl is in deep feeling ground will be as I hope in? That often in a dream into the melodious tears years, why always can't run? The wind in the flocculant have blue flute, again why it hurts the star in the heart of the tremor at?
Three thousand six hundred and fifty days and nights, I thought can be forgotten. Who can think, imprisoned for years with the memory of the icy aromatic an poured out.
Past events like dream, this is only a unrepeatable cruel events of the past.
02 】
And small west is known about the many years ago.
That year I read sophomore year, my first is in a magazine some do. Spoken parts in an opera is a drawing pictures for the coolie. Small west like I painted illustrations, she said I draw diagrams and my people worry.
Small west long as, at first glance, won't make you heart rate of that kind of girl. So, I have her hot holding aloof, not crazy, but definitely not hate her. For the day of class, I have to work at night to the magazine. Every night after work is the end of the sky were stars. I walked out of the magazines, small west always standing at the gate of the lamps in the ones I. See me out still waved to me, le don't know exhausting the ground to ask me: must be hungry? I ask you to eat sand pot noodles.
Sand pot surface is one of my favorite pasta, remember and small west first came to the roadside eating the casserole, she was really a very hot, hot tears came out. I say, later don't let you eat sand pot noodles. Small west rubbed his eyes, and the ha tone to say, all right, I can eat.
Small west is from the south, don't like to eat pasta. But, every night I after work she always takes me come here to eat sand pot noodles, again want two strands of the roast mutton, eat we buzz. Do the sand pot is an old man, has a face of old himself. His noodle business is very good, but always we finish eat the last a noodles was willing to go home when closed. At this time is almost in a bit. He still carefully look at me and little west, as if in a pair of innocent children care mellow. Small west is paid, the old man smiled faintly toward us, cheerful to say: young man, bless you! Small west glowing counters way: thank you big ye! Her tone, cheerful, but my heart is like a pair of piano in a pop-up a series of the hand of the notes, at a loss.
Saturday is I compare at leisure of days, I always in the sun of the time asperses full whole dormitory get up. Wash gargle finished, I hear little west on time in our dormitory building next pull voice call out my name. I put out his head looked down and small west on hand to breakfast at me a hard rocking: come down and eat a meal we fly a kite.
The sky is always very blue, sunshine as ground silver. The wind blow up the small west hair, touched my face, the itch. Pure water little west suddenly pulled up my in the mind of the fallen leaves the sky. I say to the small west, if not her, I will fall in love with you. Small west ask, who is she? I shook my head. I don't know who she is, she is like a beautiful dream, often appear in front of my eyes, let me unable to extricate himself. As the ten million mill were baptized the magic, let I can't give up the nihilistic dreams and the whole heart into another of love. I say to the small west, I don't know who she is, also don't know her name, but I know in my entrance of that day of, is she help me pay the eight dollars for the meal.
Small west laughed, and she said, you return the money to her not have.
I think so, too, but, let me unforgettable not eight dollars for the meal, but the elegant figure and the clean piece of can't describe to crack a smile. That was my first day of admission, hungry in the hotel to eat a meal later, it was discovered that he lost my wallet, when I helpless, is she helped me. Those strange and clear and sad eyes, can't copy the fall of silence appearance, always thousand times throughout all wander in my mind, let me get goosebumps's to contain. Even if is the end of my life time, also hard to make up for the way with the memory of the threads.
Small west ask me, she also can appear? I said I didn't know. Small west smiled and said: she doesn't belong to the city, she just here a scent.
Maybe the little west, some people once miss is life. But, standing in the edge of time, the precipitation past, I always look back again and again, looking back the past impact on my life.
03 】
Small west is normal college students of music, she likes singing and dancing, he often took me to their schools teach me how to dance. I dancing, poor, taught many times or suffered little west on the feet. I hate oneself too losers, but the small west patience super good, still took pains guide me.
A song of down, I'm so tired, full head big sweat. Small west is always the first to run out and buy coke for me, even though I said not thirsty. See her with mood, I was at a loss. Accurately, a small west is not my kind of girl, she still cannot bring me the feeling of the heart. Perhaps, in my life, she is just as a traveler role. To is come, go and won't give me leave any emotional entanglements.
Once, the small west and I arranged to go to the movies on Saturday afternoon. The result is that my stomach is too disappointing, pull of I have straight back up. Pour in bed a sleep and then to four o 'clock, and woke up and suddenly remind of and small west about good one o 'clock meet outside the cinema. I couldn't stomach pain, on the bicycle in the cinema fly away. Small west in the movie theater doorway anxiously wandering, roll the figure of the cold wind live trembling, eyes kept looking around. When I'm standing in front of her, small west face suddenly sank down, she angrily say: how did you just come to? Know don't know it's cold outside. I finally unbearable, said: my stomach hurts a day, can to have good, besides I didn't look of the film. The words sound just fell, and I regret it, she was late also blame others, I really want to will yourself hung dozen. Small west looked at me, his eyes with YanYu the misty elegant blue, those beg for eyes filled with very sad write very sad calm, she whispered: I'm sorry, I don't know you ill, ok now? Suddenly, my heart empty pain, I thought she would get angry, she'll leave me but go to, but the fact is just the opposite.
