Aoyama is still steady. Bridges, Kuteng old trees. A beautiful, a trace of tempting. Village Road, no soot cheesy, glittering waves, calm a noisy turbulence. A small corner of the world, hiding the ends of the earth like a dream. Human tentacles finally extended to the rural town of this hidden the white Love archaic land.
Her country woman. Red cheeks, white neck, black hair. Appearance is very beautiful, but also no different from other women. However, people forget is Nama eyes, a spring youthful, clear, and there is a rush of sadness. 18 years old, began a period and not be slow Xu are not in a hurry love. Qingdouchukai intersect is shy, is soft.
16 years old, an ignorant youth, passionate youth, handsome, bohemian. Kicked his shoes, rubs toes, scratched slender fingers. That almost certain beauty had a chance to marvel at some fainting from hunger in green riverside.
Her being the gentle waves of the sunset scattered under that long flowing hair slightest sunlight Swept in the tip of her hair, she begins to water is not willing to fall ...... just one side of the eye, just a moment stay. Somewhere, whether it is doomed. Hastily got up, hastily wiping head, go shake that fainting teenager - that she his.
He fell unconscious, refused to wake up. Had she picked up his hard step by step walk toward the house. I do not know is the fine sweat naughty head drops or amount across the boy's eyelids, awoke him, only one the moment freeze this late spring of temperature. Soon, he fainted again. But she also increasingly anxious, because of the foot of the stone stumbling flutter in his mind. At that moment, a crystal instant fall, he's OK, already touched her heart trivial duties ocean.
The days of late spring and early summer, grass, river, water, laughing. The beauty of that season touch of her most ocean glittering. Oh, a "most" word parallel along into the distance.
She lazily tuck in the grass, shouting sunny, "You see, the sunset more than the United States." Yang from behind around her, she can comfortably lying in his lap, you can look at his pale face, can breathe a slight breath, can ruminate that Lai Lai's eyes. And he can also take the opportunity rubbed her hair fragrance, take a whiff of her light blue fingertips, looked at her bright eyes, kissing her forehead. She said: "Yang, would you leave?" He said: "There you are, I can go?" She said: "Well, the sun, grown up, to run away with you." He said: "Xuer In my surname, crown you in the name. "dim Sky Nama flush of sunset poured out Cher's face. Is it not a spring sweet perfusion trivial duties ocean!
He and she never said love, not love, love is to see her obsession with eating meals he gulps love He lifted spray jump at the tip of her hair, love is holding hands and lean over him shoulders, listen to the sun, sun drying moon. Aihenjiandan, she could feel his presence. The most simple things are often blocking the thoughts of thousands of miles.
Day, everything is OK ... He said: "Xuer If one day I disappeared you how?" She said: "Yang will not Yeah, Xuer how could let you leave, he said:" Yeah, where willing Xuer. "Xuer grass giggled, but out of sight of his eyes Nama uncertain.
Is a sunny day, but he really is gone. And her, what is left of endless tears, just, although these are not sudden, but came too early, too early. He was gone, she remembered that phrase "Xuer, how will let you leave," but he missed the remainder of her heart. "Yang, I know this is not the end of, but I am willing to let you think I do not know anything, you will stay with me forever as long as you, I will not let you hesitate, let your dilemma make you think I'm just naive to count on you. yang, you really do not know how I do not want you to leave, but I always know that you are not fit to stay just standing waiting for me for you to stay. "
The day is still to continue, she also did all day in tears. Just cheek more than a hint relaxed and indifferent. Will no longer cheer for fresh grass germination, it will no longer watch the sun you jump for joy, it will no longer spun spray in Riverside. Those who, after all, is the landscape of the past, they settled in a corner gathering dust. Gradually, like leaning against the tree foot look out into the distance, that he was far away, that she could not reach far. That she will still go to her hair, just mind read like a heavy. Share read like a long sight from morning until evening smoke confused. Remember, it is a wind tight rain thickened season. Petals of a prosthetic, clear rain a little bit. Point in the brow, wet heart nest. The mountains Dai Nongmo color ......
