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341384 2010 年 06 月 13 日 18:43 Reading (loading. ..) Comments (0) Category: to share with you
If I remember correctly, it was a beautiful night, the wind, moonlight, like the silver on the floor, with a touch of flowers, came from very far away, there is light in the faint laughter.
I am a man, while walking, while shaking ready to give my dog a small bell, knocking, walked in the cool crisp night.
on the street corner, the moon on the roadside tree that dense foliage cast on the ground one by one soft spot, he was under the tree, where he walked up and down .
I'm curious to see him because he is so small, only about 5,6 years old look - such a small child, how will this late hour, stay alone outside?
he saw me and smiled. He is not particularly beautiful child,
red wing heritage boot, but very cute, round face, big eyes, and bright, but looked very tired.
\\sometimes hard stomp.
I got down, read a long time, or do not understand what he is.
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him as he walked wearily said: \big and round, far away, far away from us, the stars shine, and farther than the stars, is the endless darkness.
long is the time to sleep, especially a small child he was so long ago that he fell asleep.
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He shook his head, pouted, anxious to say: \
I was surprised to see him, do not believe him. He found my suspicions, and stop to walk, stand in front of me, two light frowned up and said gravely: \, seems a bit hard to open eyes, and he went to the side of the road, the eye attached to the cold iron railing, to keep my sanity.
I am angry, not angry against him, but his mother, how the world is there such a mother, actually does not allow their children to sleep?
\His hand is very small and soft, to be soaked night was cold.
Zoulehenyuan with us - I did not think his family would live so far away, he is constantly talking along the way, he said the family never eat rabbit carrots, those old fairy tales are deceptive, in fact, rabbits eat vegetables; He said his electric vehicle battery is always not enough, so he stole my father shaving in the battery, the results of my father grew a long beard; He also said that he had put in the mother a little bit of perfume of jasmine petals, my mother wrote a fine of three sheets of characters ... ... He said a lot,
red wing boot store, mixed with the sound of wind playing Kazakhstan. I see him walking with great effort, want to hold him go, he refused.
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because he was accompanied by those naughty stories, though very far from the road, but not tired,
red wing shoes online, as if soon, went to his door.
his home, on the third floor. Looking up from the ground floor, the balcony of his few clothes hanging,
red wing heritage, as well as flower pots, yellow curtains are very warm, because it was dark, although moonlight, I still can not see what he says that Mickey .
his family apparently have not slept, you can see light through the curtains. He was a child alone on the outside, they must be very worried about - I looked at him reproachfully, and he spit tongue and smiled.
us so dark stairs by stairs to the front of his house.
Qiaokai Men, and his father appeared at the door, not enough time to speak, he quickly slipped from his feet. I even too late to catch him.
Sure enough, his father a long beard long, dense, like a weed-like cover the chin. He wore a wrinkled shirt, sleeves rolled to the elbow, his face tired and with bloodshot eyes, looked at me puzzled: \, and found that in this late hour to visit a strange people, it seems impolite. But the thought of him wandering outside alone, is to not fall asleep, I mustered the courage: \as he led me straight ahead, while saying, \look around, trying to find where he is.
beautifully furnished his home, all the furniture has a cartoon logo, the wall is about one meter high, is left to his drawing board, chalk by him above a lot of strange patterns, the ground littered with Rengzhuo his toys.
his father and mother should love him, why they would not let him sleep? I began to suspect he was lying to me.
his father brought me a small bedroom, which is a children's bedroom, the light gently shines on that small bed, a child lying in bed.
my eyes open!
the child is his!
the child, the whole body are studded with plastic tubes, is under the nose of oxygen delivery, oxygen bottles a huge bed in the room cast a long shadow.
he looks dying, I can not confidence - he had obviously gone with me the way so far, although very tired, but very healthy - in the end is how is it?
the woman should be sitting on the bedside of his mother? She was supposed to be beautiful, but now they look haggard, his eyes fixed set looked at him, did not even notice me come in, just looked at him as if he would disappear for a moment's inattention.
his eyes half shut afterwards, whenever he lashes while jitter, as if to close, his mother would whisper: \tears, and his eyelashes, but also a burst of jitter, extremely difficult,
red wing heritage boots, the will is supposed to close the eyes barely open a crack.
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I was surprised to see him around, look at his bed.
I suddenly understood.
his father and mother watching over the bed,
red wing shoe store, he would not let him sleep, let him leave, and he stood there, watching over them, they can not see.
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while he hesitated: \
I watched him for a long time, watching him continue to play Kazakhstan blowing, looked at the bed, he wanted to close your eyes again and again, but always in the mother's call, he also woke up.
I know, he should be asleep, he was too tired.
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they suddenly looked up at me, as if shocked by my words, sometimes could not say anything. I quickly will I see the things that came out, I said he was so tired, but a man around the tree in the nap, nap, just because my mother would not allow him to sleep.
First they do not believe, then they looked down on the bed, he stroked his head, suddenly speechless pain together.
they see only the bed, he can not see the other him, stood over them while playing Kazakhstan blowing, kissing them, want to make them cry.
I stood up and quietly went away - because I cry.
out the door, I heard his mother said softly: \
his mother said in that sentence, I quickly ran downstairs, if I remember correctly, when the sky, there is a small star, suddenly a light, like a bright eyes.
I heard the third floor of the curtain that has Mickey Mouse came crying sound.
I know that he finally can not be so tired, he finally fell asleep.
night was cold, the dew drops to fall, as tears wet my clothes.
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