2012年5月1日星期二

I am a winter tree, I'm waiting for you


"... I was a winter tree, I think of you I am a winter tree, I'm waiting for you and I know that all this can not be ending, I can only put it all in my heart ..."
Whenever a "winter tree" is to hear this song, I had an urge to cry. I do not want to be so fragile, but I can not control myself. Perhaps this is what I for so many years could not understand why the real cause of the emotional? Years, and she was waiting for a decade. That a casual joke has become her promise as soil cultivation. Everywhere rotation look forward to the romance, the eternal gesture, hazy and clearly mark the happiness and suffering of this gracious Affinities initial ...


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The end of the early winter wind blowing.
In this desolate border town, every day disappear. And I really do not know whether they also like the dust of the city over the moment and disappear without a trace.
The habitually opened the drawer on the right, lying in the middle of small West sent the prayer beads alone. I feel sad together: night, I was a small West, I'm back, and my body, like day and night for you.
I looked at it, burst into tears.
Buddha: Past, I planted a bowl lotus, the other lotus opened, only you, until wilted, nor can you elegant face to show in my eyes.
Me? Can not find the footprints left in your past lives to the poor in water to make mountain? Or a few years later, when you come to me, is there a bright smile? Whether the girl that greedily sniffing orange flowers resembling that fondly I look up to? During that often in a dream melodious years into tears, why has not gone? Released into the atmosphere in the city is the Feng Xu plangent flute, and why one hit pain the Fengyun thrilled the heart?
3,600 50 days and nights, I thought I could forget. Who would have thought, imprisoned many years of memories with icy aromatic Chung out.
The past dream, this is just the period of repeated brutal past.

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And West met many years ago thing.
I read sophomore, I was originally in a magazine art editor. To put it plainly is an illustrator on behalf of the unskilled laborer. Siu Sai like I drew the illustrations, she said to me the drawing and my people the same worries.
Siu Sai like the general, at first glance will not let the kind of girl your heart beats faster. So, I am indifferent to her favorable like to mention, but certainly do not hate her. To attend classes during the day, I had to the work of the magazine. After the end of the night work is the sky of sparkling stars. I walked out of the magazine, Siu Sai always stood in the door of the street waiting for me. See me out still waving at me, the music I do not know asked me: fatigue must be hungry? I ask you to eat casserole face.
The casserole face is one of my favorite pasta, I remember the small West for the first time to the roadside to eat the casserole face when she is being attacked by a hot, tears hot out. I said, the later will not let you eat casserole surface. Siu Sai rubbed his eyes, breathe on, said all right, I can eat.

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Siu Sai students of the Teachers College Department of Music, she likes to sing and dance, but also often took me to their school to teach me to dance. My dancing is particularly poor, and taught countless times to step one after another the feet of the small West. I hate myself too good for nothing, a small West patience is super good, and still have taken the trouble to guide me.
One down, I'm tired of sweating. Siu Sai was always the first one ran out to buy a Coke for me, although I say thirsty. To see her filled with mood, but I know what to do. Precisely, the small West is not my favorite kind of girl, she was never able to bring the feeling of my heart. Perhaps, in my life, she just as a passing role. Come to you, go not give me to stay the disputes of any feelings.

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The day I kissed for the first time after the end of the film a little West. This is our most intimate contact since. She nestled in my arms, seemed to be afraid, long lashes beat drops glistening under. I held her tightly, her body slightly shaking. I asked quietly: what? She burst into tears, voice was small, but enough to make me panic, loss, just like in a fall into a black hole of endless.
  For a long time, little West clasped around my neck, the flashing smile tears me, mouth close to my ear she whispered again to say: I love you!
  Three words to me stunned, speechless and there-after. What do you have? Small West asked. I hurriedly said, nothing. Small West like a child, wanted to head into my body.
  Small West asks: do you love me?
  This question is too difficult to answer, I hesitated for a long time before saying: if it's not her, I love you.
  Siu Sai smiled, laughed very clean, she said: love drops of dressed stone, or persistence, I give you three years time, if you can't find her within three years, do I love you, OK?
  I'm a sad, tears fall faster. I nodded confused, saying, okay, I'll fall in love with you. With that, my heart just like autumn bloom after the snow, in a multitude of memories, not tears.
  In fact, I would like to try to love the small West, but how much effort has failed, love won't start wandering has been wandering in the edge of love. Love is the essence of pain or happiness? It's a really evil. In the small West says to me "I love you" when I taste is not happy, it's an unprecedented tragedy.
  04 "
  Small West was and I almost as poor. Parents sent to 300 yuan a month in the cost of living is already give their utmost. Small West in order to save money, lives of stuttering. She told me that did not realize before I, 300 worth of living she could save at least 100 blocks. I asked her, you do not eat it! She said, to lose weight. I looked at her skinny figure, really makes people feel bad.
  Small w/the most expensive clothes on a beige coat for $ 80. She told me that she and classmates to go shopping, see a windbreaker, asking price 300, Siu Sai has no intention to bargain, just casually said: 80. This boss will not sell, go like this. Where known, thighs the boss said: sold. When the small pocket West only 100 dollars, but she had to buy, causing small radish West ate half a month. I asked the small West: you don't buy it. Small West Jue mouth said with a look of hurt: I do not want to buy, you know, if the price you do not buy it, those shopkeepers will scold you.
  So save the small West, she was but I never mean. Festivals always give me some extravagant gift. I warned her several times, she is still not changed, still always nice to me.

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Konishi said, to look for part-time jobs to do, like me, low wages and very tired, at least exercise is also good thing. Siu Sai's eyes immediately brightened, she tweaked a long time, haltingly said to me: in fact, I have been singing in the disco, I'm afraid you know anything against me, has not told you. Heard the remark, I laugh and cry. I said: Singing is your profession, why do I dislike you. West face immediately red, like ripe peaches, she said: disco singer gives the impression of poor. I said: I do not think so, at least you're a good girl. Siu Sai laughed, and said: tonight I'll take you to hear me sing good? I nodded.
This is my first visit to the disco, the hustle and bustle of clutter seems to want brains to collapse. Everyone to speak in order to go to be with the quarrel roar roar barely heard. When we came back, have stood the table on the dance floor several small fairy rickety dangling. Siu Sai asked me to dance not dance, I shook his head wildly. Siu Sai to find me a seat, letting the waiter to help me get a bottle of beer, I learned later, in that small bottle of beer to more than 160 pieces, ruthless teeth, although it is a small West to pay the money, but the same can not be heal the heart of my anger, true corruption.
In this environment, my head is the rapid expansion of the lung almost bang out. Just when I want to go out to relax, Siu Sai, she stood in the middle of the stage, jade tree, like the haughty princess, carefully modified face like a flower. I have a sudden trance, and me day and night to get along Siu Sai? Clear water and soft clouds Cinderella how suddenly become the princess of a noble indifference? Siu Sai vision constantly look to the side, I am not with her, holding, and I feel like spring snow. I suddenly remembered a very quiet and very casual West, naturalness without any modification. I looked up and head to filling a big gulp of beer, but coming down for a while autumn.
Siu Sai sang the song "winter tree" - "I am here waiting for you became a winter tree. Thoughts of you, open into flowers, quietly stand by you through the I is a winter tree, I think you and I is a winter tree, I'm waiting for you and I know that all this can not be the outcome, I can only put it all in my heart ... "beautiful singing and sad, to hear I suddenly do not know where you are, fishes continuously sense of sadness and the nostalgia of nowhere to put to put in their hearts surging.

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Over and over, a small West said: I've been in love with a boy, I wait for his arrival, and if he can fall in love with me, I have been waiting for, no matter after how many days, how many years, how much waste the old days, I will waiting for that he loved me that day ... I clearly see her rolling tears. The audience burst of applause excited me, but hiding in the corner burst into tears.
Out of the disco, late at night. We even walked side by side, did not speak to each other. Our footsteps echoed in the streets, a quiet and very poignant feeling. Siu Sai hand into the pocket, the full sway of grief surrounded her. See the inside of the small West is bleak, as her singing.
I took her to the school gate, I turned to leave, she called me back, slips me a note and disappeared in the cold night. I opened the note that read: life, you should be subjected to the torture of love, I lit the candle, it is in the window is always on to dawn ...

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