Archive for June, 2009

Girls in the pursuit of bread

Tuesday, June 30th, 2009

Two days ago, a college friend to come back. Since graduation, she followed a boyfriend to go to Hainan, I never seen her, but QQ chat text messages and contacts remain. She is coming back to join the civil service examination, said that if not passed away.
Night, the album saw video of a drawer to find a college out of our travel photos, looking at the long faces of the familiar smile, as if memories of a chaotic wind page novels, has returned to the University dolce

A string of bells

Friday, June 26th, 2009

When the level in boudoir or sitting in a balenciaga bag little girl whenaccount before the hanging bells.
At that time, we often cross one39s legs while sitting, sitting in the Whitein a brighter future to chat, talk to very often Xing Department dancing, dancing when they encounteredwhite, white-ledbells, bells on long light, crisp Liangliang, gall bladder issuetingle ring clang clang of broken … … we are listening attentively, showingthe silence after the hubbub. I looked at ping, ping Campanula gazed into meditation.
This string is flat bells given to her boyfriend. He was working in Nanjing. One summer, Nanjing Ping to see him, and he go to the ancient city of Ping portable, in the boutique balenciaga store, according to Ping for a long time ago in a string of bells and refused to leave, he lingered for a long time, one of the teeth and bought several hundred dollarsbell, gave her. fake balenciaga Time in fifteen years ago.
Later, when the bell sounded to the time that she would like him to fall in love after marriage, he has not beside her, white account, account, she staged a sit, and read books, looked at the window outside the moon and stars, listening to the bells softly in the breeze, miss him, day and night.
Days of the general water flow away lightly.
There are a long time, I did not see a ping.
That year, a summer afternoon, I ride to visit her. She is not in her mother-in-law said that she and his mother with her back to the. Nanjing is also the time being he did not, they want children.
I waited for an afternoon air-to-air, during which I was able to visit her mother-in-law from their new small building. Upstairs, I found that has been quietlybell hanging on the street door on the door, a vertical root of brass flashing golden in the sunset, silver, I gently twist one hand, be absolutely sure it39s trivial and Chung Man-ching sound of my heart.
Parting, I again looked up at the door can not help that a bunch of Campanula, I planted the first the first time feel so deeply sad his loneliness.

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Friday, June 19th, 2009

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