Tonight, removal of September, calling the October, have not been aware that night is so cruel, instant precipitation in September was, and sealed.

Tonight, 00 o'clock, I was still barbecue store, grill the two strings of meat, a kang dumplings, asked for a bottle of beer, I do not like to drink, but tonight I suddenly drink, like to drink. At this point, I was helpless in October looked at the edge of the passage in September. In fact, I've always wanted to seize what may be nothing to seize, time to go a hurry, I have not had time to wave at the time quietly away, then go to the simply and firmly, leaving my heart is still in September wander. Outside are quiet, and grill are also quiet, and covered the story of the wings of September, riding on a hazy night, quietly disappeared from the dim corner.

Tonight, 00 o'clock, October came, and came so sudden, so strange, inadvertently I went into the streets in October. A quiet, good-ching, I am reminded of the only solution, once the only solution. Is not my only solution, is your only solution. This night, like it, so quiet, so clear, quiet people can not get the venue, but can not be stop, only endured the fear of chaos in the quiet forest marched inside the split step, yes, I am a careful listen to forward to your step by step step in my heart light, far, far away; But it is not such a night, tonight is even more desolate and deserted tonight, turn to me, and I have come to believe the legend of reincarnation, transmigration of the transmission, a person only solution not dare to breathe, afraid of luring the middle of the night sleepless Chouyou and regret injuries.

Tonight, Huixiu rooms will be sealed in September's story, it's not prepared, then the unexpected, has not yet had time to recover the Si Lian and moods were stopped for the night in the Qing Ji, whine, Di Qi. Did not dare cry, for fear that night will be careful, crack, resulting in memory of archived pieces. I do not know when to have such a box, like Pandora's Box, so I'm afraid the night fragmentation, fear after the grief, complaining, and Chou You, desolate, Lei Yu, despair, loss, loneliness, grief ... ... distributed out of fear of Xijuan gradually calmed the hearts of a permanent no peace, because my memory is not able to save hope.

Tonight, finally a person Guling in early October where walking the streets. Thought was the end of the sea in order to pool of stagnant water, but do not know, a little bit of waves, it has caused monstrous waves. Just want to quietly forgotten, and I did not realize the wind has never stopped, memory scraping sky, afraid to breathe, afraid to cry, they dare not look for eyes looked on such a person came over quietly moved a heavy pace, they dare not tread ring road, in the absence of the edge of the night only solution, the only hope is to quickly return home, with cloth covered by themselves, waiting for the arrival of dawn, waiting for the sun shinesMBT Shoes Sale  into the hearts of Yin Hui, the dried tears of rain was sinking, wet heart.

the past, I think is very close distance, but go far it's a long time tonight, as if after a good long years. Yes, Tonight, I cracked along the line of the night through September, entered the unfamiliar in October, the beginning of the end has been interpreted in an instant. [Editor: to see the wind than the rain] to see the author's space?

robust budding willow coiled thick green, in the early summer breeze, the casually gently touch of fresh breath. Riverside Park, filled with fiber Liu swept the taste Coushang go, a little faint smell of grass.

a long absence, and such a taste, a long absence, and myself. After a fantastic winter, without waiting for snow, do not wait for happiness, standing empty-handed to the edge of the road of life, once squatted choice forks, very sad. Lost to stare at the future of remote and clear the past, know what to do. In winter, daylight weak heart like duckweed scattered, and everything is placed. Perhaps the essence of life is a magnificent, so it ups and downs in my life. Along the traces of flowers, look for a spring in it, surprise late in the ox hair Drizzle Piao early spring. Romantic, happy, miss, pass by. Climate such as a magical bonds of this world is doomed and I afford to ignore the distant happiness. I remember that day is so unique, noisy street seem only to pretend to be the next two people quietly filled with two people. Smile, warmth, two people, plain and simple, and only these, just so. Falling snow, I pulled into a love of the plot, beautiful feeling, could not bear the luxury of easy to miss. If God gives me the preservation of a particular time, space, god, I will run in the past, clinging to the day.

many stories is very beautiful, I do not know because it was a beautiful illusion, or because only a beautiful illusion.

walking in the fog for a long time, walking in the beautiful fantasy. Self-deception of the imaginary people almost suffocating, time, smell the scent of peppermint Yi Gu, cool, faint. Summer came, and the green surrounded by a troupe of life's vitality. Suddenly, out of a feeling, jump to the real green. Cool green, life sober state, explicit Zhang Yang and wisdom. Nearer mint leaves, softly asked: "early summer can have a story? "

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for a long time did not return to his home. On this day the sudden my father left us, and we brothers and sisters followed the hearse accompanied his father back to the once so I can not forget also very reluctant to remember the old home.

dear father, you are finally returned to the place where your obsession, you finally came back, no more four to find your old age shelter of. You are now until forever will even sleep on this piece of silent, cold land went black. You have lived in this place for nearly 70 years, in the village southwest of the ground and buried with your mother, father ---- my grandparents. I am sure, dear grandparents are another world to step back door and hugged your weeping. This clear and bright, you are no longer separated by standing on the grave of yin and yang, untold pairs of Grandma endless grief. Now, you finally grandparents of people living in our grief in the reunion of the. Dear father, you know? The youngest in my time of your life experience on the familiar: You have the age of ten years, the grandfather of the middle age. According to legend, the elderly in the village, a tragedy for many years - my grandfather was buried alive in the national government's armed forces, the grandmother's brother was our local Chinese government's county. Undoubtedly, the grandfather can not stand the political destiny of the arrest and persecution. From then on, you do not his father. You and your grandmother widows and orphans, had each other, unusual hard to make ends meet and put the 9 years later, the mother went into this wretched the door.

My Father and Mother had eight sons and daughters of a lifetime support. Ill-fated, three sons died early. Finally, survived for only five brothers and sisters we are. His brother is the only gateway to male long stays, the mother reaches 46 years of age, I am lucky enough to born in this world, though a baby girl, but my parents are like old age, a son as a favor to me.

I began to remember, my father is at the peak of their careers. Has been at the forefront of Gongxiaolianshe planned economy to work, he was in charge of our basic survival supplies streaming township average sales, this moment, my father in our village is a well-known ten-mile all directions can be described as "useful person." The village outside the village of relatives and neighbors visit me almost all of the house, Please father had bought coal and oil to buy all kinds of living of emergency supplies. Oxfam mother is a good good people who have difficulty seeing everything whatever they ask of others. Father is also a Chongqing Shigeyoshi person, and his calm and goodwill of all ages love. Throughout his life he made many good friend likes, a lot of work outside the rural village departments have his friends. Of course, in a wide range of communication flow, the utility of which ultimately, for the most pressing and adhesion in the father's people. So, are guests at home Gesanchaiwu full to the doors. I remember a child often have to make their own restless thoughts: When the guests at home not able to clean down and how wonderful.

this out of the child in mind the aspirations of the most simple quickly as the economic system reform and opening up into a reality. Gongxiaolianshe tide in the open as disintegrated under the impact of wait to die, the father also has a significant turning point in history retired in 1992, left his job working for 30 years. Father's Kadoba really as I was willing to be as in down from this podium, the simplest reason, it should be all the eyes of the father is no longer a "useful person." Unable to find his father's retirement income as the implementation of the export, along with her brother's laid-off, the lives of our family once fell into an unprecedented predicament. Poor farm's brother in order to make a living, he began doing business together with others, but the operating bleak, but also owed several thousand dollars of debt. Also experience with his older sister's marriage and her two children have died. This is the home of our increasingly poor is undoubtedly worse. My father in such a series of misfortunes and blow up in the increasingly hoarse. He became anxious, weak and depressed bear. I have never not move a finger from time to time he would also launch inexplicable anger to me. I was junior high school, poor academic performance was terrible. I do not live up to expectations on the father, is also unspeakable pain. Made me themselves blame the school's own lack of progress, but no serious illness has not always been a minor illness, often forcing the father of heavy pressure on bicycles carrying tens of miles way, I went to go see a doctor Xun Yi. I remember once, way back in the medical treatment, after a river when his father accidentally cross the river on a wooden boat Lianren Dai car down into the icy water. Fortunately, the river is not deep, at the owner's relief, where his father was able to struggle to climb into the boat, which depicts the scene forever in my memory the stone tablet.

full of frustrations, I finally admitted to the a normal school, but for the father who was a great comfort, at least meant that I jumped out of the farm gate, he was no longer worried about my future life whereabouts. He firmly believed that my future life no longer facing the back overturned the loess. Teacher for three years, I began to remember the most inferior of the time, poverty can not afford to just lift the curse with I had a long and melancholy youth. Father, the tuition fees per semester are patchwork borrowed, in order to save money, I rode a bike each week should be back to the home of hundred miles away to bring some sort of solid food to pancakes to supplement the school meals. Came back from school every Saturday morning or afternoon, beside the road near the house, I always eagerly Yuan Wang's father is coming to see the figure, where he was waiting for me, more near, he would trot land went up and said, wait until you finally come back. I eagerly at him and shouts, "Dad," he sounded when I saw the vicissitudes of the prints fade a little, revealing a rare bit of joy to. I was homesick and the heart is suddenly a ferret, tears of sorrow and grief over the rim of the eye will be ripples, could not bear to fall, because I'm afraid my father saw my sadness and vulnerability, I do not want his feelings clear to the fading twilight of projection in my young soul so dark shadows for so long. . . . . . . . I just want to Yong Zhao car, side by side with him went the direction of jog trot toward home, listening to him a ride home without a ride to the ways of the world spoke, in his last sentence in a resigned sigh, to feel the heavy fatherly love and compassion. As if the plight of the winter that I and my parents close to the stove next to each other in the warm affection. The reason why the time is part of the students and the school time to take additional time to go home is this. Because I feel so true, and parents only nestle closely together, in order to squeeze out every week, piled up in my heart hidden corners where the lonely and chilly. When every time I saw my father standing at the intersection waiting for me near the figure, I would get so many happy reasons. In those three years, I do not know how many times, my father in that house near the intersection of the highly anticipated and look forward to his daughter hesitating hesitate lone figure slowly enlarge, good little faster close to his heart is more lonely and chilly. . . . . . . .

2000 years, I finally end 10 years of school passers-career, with a separate work, to receive to their own employees have received wages. Although only 200 yuan, low, could not bear to Discount MBT Shoes go to flower, but I calculate the savings for every dollar of money, in order to be able to help bail out a bunch of his father. Old's father is barely growing their own efforts to adapt to a variety of heavy farm work of the labors, and his 30 years of work in the Habit of clothing is clean and refreshing like the leaves in late autumn, winter wind, frost, wind and percussion at the close of Falling into the Montreal brown. I unloaded a costly burden on the family's debt gradually reduced, the days are no longer like the past almost embarrassing embarrassment. In 2003 his brother in exile, where the working situation of hi son Tim, his father finally manages to make it so that "future generations" the birth of his many years of sadness though diluted frame of mind also means that finally ended the hurried retreat of the Child-giving journey, but always failed to stop the increasingly aging father's spirit and the spread of brain atrophy. He apparently even more staggering gait, and response was slow up, daily dietary needs to look at the mother before and after photos. He often anxious, and sometimes looked trance, it seems that there are always great memories of the fetters of a string of turbulent made him unable to break free of them. As a daughter, he might stretch their minds most considerate person, but I clearly witnessed the father's relatives and friends surrounded by some of the excitement over, facing the distraction of the broken-hearted and Lengji nowhere. When the years stripped utilitarian Chinese clothes, I clearly see the goodwill of the Wei Ren's father is still the conduct of a good and simple to treat people doing things, but the well-being of the secular Yan Liang has arisen as a roadside spread of thorns, occasionally ruthless bar close to what my father legs and feet in the crowd, this tingling feeling, the father of our family than any one person appreciate more complete and deeper Rugu Sui. . . . . . . . .

his father's illness some weight, my sister and took him to the doctor. City Hospital, an expert doctor said her father's illness not life threatening, a maximum that is paralyzed in bed. I am probably too biased or doctor has to say, and had been so ruthlessly lift the safety of their father's condition the last line of defense, I have always thought that he would accompany us live many days. In this way, I was only targeted at the busy working, busy with large numbers of work days, but just not too busy to go over with me to accompany a weak father hoarse again.

2009 Nian 3 Yue 27 Ri at about 4 pm, his father lasted more than 20 minutes in the abnormal pain of a sharp break in the left us. Originally I did not know that death was actually such a simple explanation, then suddenly, then the cold. In that morning's father was also talk about unimpeded, but in the 20 minutes of sudden illness in the 10000 reluctantly left his incomparable feel in this world. I thought he was just unconscious, he will also call medical staff's emergency rescue of oxygen to wake up, my lifelong desire to wait to exhaust him wake up, I watched his face ---- It was a greenish yellow ah how nothingness, skin like a distant years of a piece of paper, was the moment all the time filtered water. This time, torn into a desperate desire to have been crushed, I finally convinced my father gone, I would call him, he would not hear of. He is moving in a dark dark Youlengyouleng also walked the road that could not find his way home. . . . . . . . . . . .

home of the elder uncles who heard the news Ben Lai, using a multi-year do not seem to have already prepared for the father's flatbed truck, one way or another without any sense of his father, walking in the way back home. Breeze sobs, twilight cast come to the attention of Sorrow, the birds of spring are also Karma, however, only the tits, and Zhan vomit green branches in our eyes is so heavy heart trouble, and it seems to be the father gently flowing arm, waving to us unless grief. . . . . . . Dear father, we went home, and your brothers come to personally pick you back. You see it? We stay with you just come to Cuntou, your family, relatives have been waiting there, weeping into one. The wail in so worried, do you hear that they kept the lament: hey, good man, a lifetime of honest people. . . . . . . Come to attend funerals of people flocked to pull constantly crying Hunzhuo funeral music, for your undying deep grief and nostalgia. Circles of ash dust float in the air attached to endure in the pay squeeze squeeze the white wreaths to spend, how much goes on as you read on the funerary after heating to make this world with a wry smile in the face. Father, you have all seen it? I think all this is perhaps your later life, after a very long period of time after the big deserted, the fate of the last of a carefully choreographed excitement for your big curtain. . . . . . . . . .

dear father, you with your favorite daughter farewell occasion, please accept my long prayed bar. Perhaps only when the head knock Shengteng in order to reduce my mind right you are unable to fulfill their filial duties of remorse.

dear father, all these years, I have to fight for a more decent and more dignified living, I always look forward to all kinds of reasons commonplace. To accompany you to, has become somewhat a luxury you'd like another thing. I do not have your feet washed once, and this time, in the moment you leave, please let me wash your hands for the last time foot bar. I touched your cold feet, I used the wet linen and gently wipe with you, I hang my head deeply, my warm cheek gaunt posted on your cold feet, I think the last time to warm warm you are cold all these years, I wish you ah, my dear father, can be walked with a pair of cool and warm the feet of all the best ------< br>
to the Ching Ming Festival, I slowly walking walking in the empty land rural road, I just want to be alone a moment, quietly recalled his father once a day. Thoughts are with the eyes of free hard to calm, very difficult to suppress with the Spring incompatibility broken-hearted. After deep sigh, I look in the wilderness than the other day, chill already Tunjin, field a variety of well known or unknown Cao Er Zi Qing to flaunt in the spring to overflowing. In those hills of wheat fields where the graves are on the large and small, Mama exudes a breath of spring a new earth. . . . . . . . . . . . It is a color, temperature, light, smells of the world, which hurt us before, crying, laughing too, hated also loved. In many cases, I tried to escape the earth's noisy and cumbersome; I deliberately ignored its dirty and wretched, because in the dust filled the place with love my people and I love people.

Now, the father of the ---- away from this world to another world. That is how a world of silence is also Kongmang ah, my eyes can not see his way, I can not tell. . . . . . . .  

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.  Recalling his father, I will not burst into tears. Not cry, clutching his heart is no longer pain. I believe that my father went to heaven, he is not the baptism of the cloud height Yan Liang overlooking me and my life. He hoped that his love of the loved ones alive and well, stronger than he wanted me to take a good earth road.

suddenly remembered the painter Van Gogh said in one  sentence: "As long as the living alive, dead or alive the total. "Yes, the father still live in my memory, until one day when I get old. I will not sleep in the middle of the night bell moments hard to explore the ultimate meaning of human living. I know that in this year, this day, life to the most ruthless of the most straightforward way to put the sudden departure of the painful reality of his father, clearly and simply told me that the best reason for a person alive -- - "a good living, because we will die long, long time. "

Yes, good living, because we will die long, long time. . . . . . . . . . . .

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