 Wysłany: Wto 15:11, 03 Maj 2011 Temat postu: Two graves _ |
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| Two graves
Ching Ming Festival. sky rain to float. a girl, holding Huang Ju, the two beams, standing on the foot here, left and right can see the Banpo. there are two graves, either side, repaired the same day the grave. The left side of the tombstone, the lying to her mother; the right side of it, my grandmother was buried. girl standing behind a tall thin man, almost a gray dress, his face is gray, cold, and without the slightest expression . rain They hit the body, delicate drop, gently hit, but hit the tranquil atmosphere that lingers, but, even more solemn was. She looked at the left side of the gravestone, gray, grass angry students; then looked at the right side of the tombstone, oppressive gray, grass covered the grave of the word. never stride step. Towards the choice of who are distorting the meaning of the betrayal of the other party. her back and they had all the past. a warm winter day, my mother put on her jacket, put a small cotton cap, lace up your shoes, to the grandmother, the Qiandingwanzhu, having left , do not trust and critical mouth with a mixture of complex emotions a little bit of fog wafting inflated. This is the only picture in her mind. Finally, mother went the distance, she did not know how far is far, far away, or it will not last 3 years to gather. about her grandmother's memory suddenly squelch in her mind, is a link of color photos of the memory. Grandma had her left big peach, buy Zeng Zeng too bright black shoes, and, many, many, of the lacrimal gland to stimulate her memory of three years. her extraordinarily distinct pupil clearly reflected on the two tombstones, as well as tread the weeds. Gradually, an ice-cold liquid swarmed the eyes,ghd glätteisen billig, wash over her clear eyes. the moment the train derailed at home, the father received a text message: The next day, the train wreck news showered appear in major media. Both to be found her bloody body, the father shed tears: the front of all, everything becomes so strange that she forgot the tears. This savings to the end, tears not hesitate to spread at the funeral was. look her father, his face was a sculptor's knife carved statue of the general, only one set expression on the cell. her in the direction which? Left? Right? Mother or grandmother? she did not know she was only nine years old. her holding Huang, turning run away, shouted hysterically: ran for some distance. out, carrying on the occurrence of intense grief and air friction, a long tail. zheng zhu she had. Mom? she knows. |
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