A box
mbt shadow, is the original bamboo, bamboo made of part of the cut down, grinding, polishing, exquisitely carved all the cute, to install a piece of activities on glass, this is your collection. A class, or eating meals, or to go to bed, the box is on your palm, and you held her breath, and at the height of the focus on, you have to stick to myopia box so near, that of the heat of the mouth, nose on the glass, a layer of water droplets. The box is a cricket, long legs, and thin tentacles, but much smaller than cricket, small to five times, ten times, all over, like a golden JinLi moving. So, you don't consciously just hum the pingtan in this MoMo, with shophach, the gobi desert, the air flow is no hindrance, it kind of general the pingtan, find floating away.
Well, you are a rough
mbt salama chocolate, the frontal eminence, the muzzle, all of it the son, make the person imagine this is not grow, is out with an axe, except two glasses film, your body with shining objects? The hair is always mess, beard had seven long eight scissors hinge short, you should be a put the head of the role, but must play the thing? !!!!!
You said, this is Ling yellow, is you brought from his home.
This makes people don't understand how!!!!! Your hometown in suzhou, suzhou, is what kind a wonderful place!, you was born there, long to 19 years after graduation from university, to the northwest. Northwest China is the basalt mountains, only under solitary smoke straight long, you learn the deserts of geological, canvas of make it of moonlight geological satchel on his shoulder and you have travelled twenty years. Twenty years of tents, in the sea, like a desert, according to LengYue boat curved, outside the city of suzhou xiangtang of bell, can "midnight to ship is"? His wife, the pure as jade of beauty, in sight you, miss net full face, she salvage the far of a love heart. You go back to a time each year, each time in front of the plant a piece, but, you and solution away, leaving her is a piece of a piece of bamboo leaves "a" word. Children have been 6 years old, in his memory, you just a picture of the plane on in you the plant in shizhuyuan cried "dad", and you can't question and answer, you in shizhuyuan but reproductive the endless yellow Ling, they are in the cricket, "; ", is that your nerve, is your elves, is your homesickness native regional accents. So
mbt shadow chocolate, she caught a, into this delicate box, in you once again went back, to you?
You hug your wife, kiss your son, beg them to forgive you, but you still another walk, you say: "the motherland needs gold, into the northwest of the desert is a gold, and ten gold find, I came back to!"
A bamboo box, a box of the yellow Ling, they and you start from suzhou, eight miles on clouds and, you live together in the northwest.
You may not know the cold, hot added garments don't know minus garment, but you have clearly remind yourself: yellow Ling survival is to have a certain temperature. In the winter, people sat down to rest, burning rig smoking, you don't smoke, just from the pocket yellow Ling and see. The yellow Ling box you don't put the shirt pocket in personal, you worried about body temperature will be hot bad it, you did not put in the bag, the fear of the coat wind chill freezing cold, you spent three hours, my hand in my feet coat inside you sew on a small pocket. That night, a lonely lamp light with you, you draw blueprint, appraisal, you often put the ore eat forgotten, when the cook dinner, you always brought a confused said: "I am not out to dinner?" But you forget to yellow Ling feeding, it only eat apples, each only a bean peel and cut inside, but the apple with your instrument, books, and is as important as, you is designed to bring meaning from mainland China to buy.
Now, seven measures star has inclined, calm in the galaxy, you want to sleep, then you will Ling yellow box gently under the pillow, and not under the pillow, are you afraid of the weight of the pillow. To put in bed, again afraid bed heat hot it. You cover with a towel, put on your neck. This is your most comfortable, everything was quiet, you heard the cricket "Ling yellow" sound, the is the world's most faint sound, is also the most sound of the music, is the ring, the rhythm of the heart is the rhymes. You then went into the dream.
Oh, are you dream of your wife? Dream of you son? In such deep night, the moonlight, the wind has not been static diarrhea, the dog bite, not your wife dozen lanterns are standing in the edge, the son of you in shizhuyuan, crept into the bamboo leaves in shizhuyuan, dew on slipped, fell on his head, he is wearing a white dress, body-like a ghost, to walk in the bamboo grove. Immediately, and many of the black spots splashed with his body, his spirit shout loudly, your wife and, with a glass, the white of the black spots on a mask, black spots and playing in it, a yellow Ling will catch in the hands of the soil with a son in the no.......
They got a lot of yellow Ling around earth, mother and no, listen that "the song of life of cricket".
The wife say: "this GeZi is sing to you the father, the GeZi calling your father."
And so, in your neck under your eardrum, "the voice call cricket" more ring, the more clear, you heard the call of love, the family's call.
The next morning, you get up, take up canvas bag made of moonlight geological
mbt salama, you went to find gold. You still vaguely remember night dream, said: "yes, I want to go back to back, will have to step up my job!"