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if God will send a sign
Friday 12 December 2008
Where are your parents
Beauty who casts aside whom
I have never thought, we burn in the front yard in Yunnan the flower at that time is in bloom to meet once again several thousand years later.
Xun, desolate, strongly fragrant and cast, the knotweed is desolate, rise before one's eyes once again.
Jian Jia, the silk floss is rough, Yin is red, Huo Huo, the silk of leaf, face Lip river, twines each other once again.
Is the memory this moment in millennium covered with dust opened after all?
I dreamt of back to that stretch of river shoal two years ago again, the reed of bank of the river grew green and freshed, the sparkling and crystal-clear dewdrop marks the wound that can't heal in my eyes together shiningly. It is everywhere open for reed to spend, getting blue, wipe, touch I in the heart of hearts, agitate, get up layers of layers of a rippling one blue pure, hold back inside peacefully but want to fire shiningly, swallow's tail butterfly flashes wings play and play, 30%, grasshopper suck sweet dew greedy as drinker, will it regard as moon full floor mother Chen befuddled across the street. I have tasted that captivating one secretly liquidly, limpid like water, but sweet perfumes are diffused all around, fill the mouth with one, needn't sample carefully, it will stroke the gustatory bud or a kind of thrilling provoking extremely softly, that feeling still remembers clearly while pestering in I and Jian Jia health many years later.
Green and lush green grass, when the limpid and sinuous flowing water is returned from my visual field, I have seen that girl.
I am unable to describe her in appropriate speech, she stands in the other bank of the river, so thin and weak that make people have pity on, with getting green thin clothes parcel develop complete skeleton, green clothing, in green clothing is yellow. She is only a child as me, but there is emotion which I can not understand in eyes, she and I look at each other, two sides of the river, white cloud is so light, perhaps it is only the circumstances of two seconds, one pair of eyes of mine is fired by the unknown flame, can't open for a long time, I feel clearly the wound that originally existed is being torn rapidly, the brilliant rays of riot of color penetrate my pitch-dark pupil directly by hook or by crook.
At that moment, I remembered suddenly, that green clothing girl had a rainbow in the eyes, just ruptured cruelly.
Having spent the fragrant time of wick, I open the eyes very strenuously, she is in the other bank of river, adverse current goes up and pursues, the road is rugged and long, difficulties and dangers, my adverse current is left, follow about she, paces of her slim and graceful, sometimes as if in the middle of water, sometimes as if Chi of ink, sometimes just b in water, fluid.
I stop step is dog-tired, heavy drops of heavy beads of sweet of drop drip, set along the cheek finally, I hear that girl's clear breath, she wonders when to go to my body, hold get up sleeve, smile but in silence, wipe away, do face beans heavy beads of sweet for me, sparkling and crystal-clear. She gives out special taste such as the wild flower in the bank of the river from head to foot all over, is mixed with the fragrance of the earth sweet dew.
She seems a little more young than I, stature takes short one of mine, does not have look of strength at all.
Do I ask, what is your name?
She smiles without answering, just continues wiping away the sweat for me, the sweat soaks her sleeves, green clothing turns blue and green yarn at once, everything is repeated like being transparent, also really also unreal.
Where do you come from?
Where are your parents?
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