It is cool to be the most beautiful life
" question when being faint and secretly repeated once, know dull and plenty of it was really " ,Thin music, the thin state of mind, oh, this thin mood is beautiful like this uncontrollable.
Frequently, life flow through in being thin in a such one, turn one's head suddenly, memory what kind of one warmth does it leave, then, feel relieved in saying with feeling: It is cool to be the most beautiful life.
Steeping a cup of fragrant tea that overflowed, fill the air in the air experiencing one fragrantly in the afternoon of hot summer, mood, soft, at the time of that. At a lot of time, move not because the passion is and romantic, but no one is able to tell the intact one dully from this. The one that experience a cup of tea and bring is soft, misty fragrance, twine now and in the more past.
The thin one smiles, all are clear, the mood is carved with gentle disposition that can't say in that, the silent state of mind, has not mixed the troubles and happiness of one, at this moment, the ones that enjoyed a cup of tea and offered are calm.
The memory depths, yearn for a kind of feelings, time flows and goes, one disappears helplessly, outside the window, have light blue sky, a misty one flow cloud, and mood at this moment, if the cloud so light even, flow at will, when one is in high spirits, having floated slowly, if a wisp of cool wind of this hot afternoon of summer, it is unable to speak pleasant sensation talked about to bring one.
Hope that there can be a sparkling and crystal-clear pure and beautiful soul oneself, understand all persons and things on the heart, cloud easy cloud one, the flower blooms and falls, let nature take its course, there are conditions and customs of the other style and move too.
The characters are poured out in the thin one among the finger, a kind of tenderness flows, excellent, happy, sad, it is dull to belong to finally, say with feeling how life with romantic passion is unable to make the characters inspired and moved, how enchanting life beautiful is unable to intersperse it more beautifully in characters.
Silent listening, has not heard noisy and this world in the town is miscellaneous, song tells the thin feelings, close eyes, slowly, " question when being faint and repeated secretly once, it is really to just know that dull and calm "  ,It seems to be one's own shade in song, till now in the past, to the future subsequently.
Like it in such mood, thin, soft.
Memory those worth thing that yearn for and aftertaste, covered with dust already, raise each time, there is emotion in the abyss of the mind, detailed and detailed taste, the bright time in the past, trickle into a long river, drift in the flow direction distant place swung.
It is passing to turn one's head, young extreme frivolity, vainlying hope, more painful agony, the even more sad sorrow has already disappeared in the heart with the circulating silently of time too of infatuation. At a lot of time, we are talking about one by one once so excited and so dull a story now, seem it is a story of others.
To the feeling to some extent gradually gradually in life, in the endless long river, oneself is only a drop of water, a lot get and losing, perhaps it is inadvertently, then, why take notice of?
Feel a bit tired, in fact, product a cup of fragrant tea that only wants to be silent, the dull one listens to a section of music, indulging oneself during this afternoon time, left a section of thin state of mind.
In happy life, but stand fast at that perseverance of dull life! In the most beautiful life, but that kind of one that turns one's head and dismisses with a laugh suddenly is cool!

Moderate rain of the dream
October 25, 1988, rain.
It rain very getting heavy, take a taxi rain goodlooking hair completely wet really. He it becomes thin to be but still pretty wan and sallow. He has one's face covered with tears. The rain does not want to listen to his unable urging to stay. A one that does not go back either walks   
Perhaps the rain has cried too, just because of the rain, he can not see her tears. It is because of the rain too, the big truck darting will bump against him.
Ambulance. Infusion bottle. These fuzzy images of flashing of his misted eyes. Then, it is very dark.
Later he heard noisy noise. The pedlars are peddling; The food market is bargaining; The step is bustling with activity; People are flurried. In addition, there are parents' bitter cry and lamentation, and, with the sobing of rain. He has heard, has heard. But open and is not open eyes really, can not mention that breathes.
"What happened to I am, shall I die, shall I die. "
The body is rising. He feels he is light, rising. He has seen, parents are bending over on him, cry bitterly. But he can't control oneself, can only float outside the window with the wind, I wonder where to go   

At about 10 o'clock a.m. on October 25, 1988, the gynaecology and obstetrics of commune hospital of garrison post of T of Wangcheng.
One let it is household that give birth to a boy baby here. The birth of the new life lets people like, they name him " Bole. "
Strange. When the child was born in, eyes are opened. His staring at the ceiling fixedly, then just cry as what was frightened kind.
It is he that sees what it is, no one knows.
Have grown up day by day in Bole, in his memory, have had a fuzzy dream all the time.
Rain. Heavy rain. Face-to-face station of a pair of men and women about 20 years old in the rain. They are quarrelling. They are very sad.
The man, turn body. "The star source, you come over, you come over. " He says to Bole.
"No no, you have admitted a fault, the elder brother, I am not   "The instinctive backstepping of Bole, want to flee from this place.
" no, " The boy has shaken the head. "I am not mistaken, you are the star source. I tell you, I am dying, you are the continuity of my life, you should finish the wish for me.
You come over, remember her face now. Will run into her long the same girl in the future, on letting her be a girlfriend, marry her again, OK? "
"What is a girlfriend, what gets married? "
" you will understand in the future, " The boy forces a smile. "You remember her face now. "
Oh. Turn the sight to the girl in Bole.
Very beautiful elder sister.
Her long hair is drenched by the rain, the natural one has hung down the shoulders. The long and thin eyelashes are dipping in the drop of water, the following is a pair of efficacious eyes that moved.
The nose is exquisite and small and exquisite, the lips are a little stuck up a little red, the exquisite cheek is smooth and delicate, so beautiful and beautiful  ...
Just when he saw her face clearly, the girl turns one's head and leaves, the big truck darts and comes to knock the boy away, his dream is woken too  ...
On annual October 25, only birthday in Bole later, he will dream this scene ...
What he changes is very melancholy, thinking every day what is the continuity of a life, this dream wants on earth to tell him what, until he receives the undergraduate education. That dream is still continuing.
A few years later, he went to the high school. One day, he has received mother's telephone.
"Bole, I have discussed the decision with your father and changed a name, good? "
"Oh, OK. What is made into? " He has already been used to the submissiveness to parents.
"Eh, it was a gentleman that got up, the star source. "
"Ah? Star - -The source? "
"Eh, how is not it good? "
"No, OK, it is very good, oh. "
What is it about to burn, the coincidence? Must   
At that night, it is not his birthday, but that dream came.
"The star source, has not let by mistake this time. " Being no longer sad, boy smile at west west.
"Eh, what do you really think I do? "
"What, you are my later age. I want you world in you, look for I loved rain, with she long the same woman. "
He points to that beautiful girl.
"However, even if I have found, will perhaps either we be in love?
"No, you knew. We are integrative. This is destiny. You are sure to be very happy. It hurry up look for by she,wait for by you, child she. "
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From then on, took the post as the star source and often looked for the girl among that dream among the rain.
Her long hair is drenched by the rain, the natural one has hung down the shoulders. The long and thin eyelashes are dipping in the drop of water, the following is a pair of efficacious eyes that moved.
The nose is exquisite and small and exquisite, the lips are a little stuck up a little red, the exquisite cheek is smooth and delicate, so beautiful and beautiful