Monday, October 25, 2010

The end of love

question in mind: the person you choose may not be your favorite of this life, people have to choose your favorite of your present life, even in the next life ... ... ten years of cultivation in the same boat crossing a hundred years of cultivation of pillow sleep, do couples, is about fate's. Therefore, the immediate people cherish and treasure the immediate thing. To understand life from nothing exciting experience of moving out bit by bit. This is happiness!
old woman woke up, the heart of the unsteadiness of jump, and let her some much.
old lady thought: almost ought to, its own course, also woven in the two days.
old woman has been 76 years old, the body is just fine, but this year, large cold-hot, their the elderly, it is a fatal injury. This does not, and that they feel from the Spring Festival, the body as a day to day.
old lady turned around and saw the chair next to the warm, lying on his 78-year-old old man, heart, little comfort to some.
the warm sun, are drawn to, to the horizon, think of the old lady and the old man, this life time.
When he was young, the old lady is a famous beauty, Pat Heung, neighbors children. Matchmaking person, you wear out a good few of her family threshold. But, but she long ago If his. She, seeing that the village elementary school teacher, the only.
It was Sisiwenwen young man with a good long look at a pair of eyes looking at you, full of laughter, people will not do the enchants.
two persons who had several times in the village trail head to pass through in only one short on vision, and then both colored and bowed our heads, the pass rush. Short encounter, but it is two people, the happiest expectations.
Who would have thought that year, her father went out to New Year's acquisition, returned encountered bandits, critical juncture, the passerby is a Wudasancu, laid down his life to save a down, also for his father suffered a deep knife.
in her home and rest, she delivered meals in bed some tea, completely out of this strange man in return for his father's life-saving grace.
wait until getting injured this guy is good, this guy started to juggle, and almost swept all the farm work and housework. He may look sloppy appearance, was actually a round hand, cooking and cleaning, the fields, spring summer planting, bits and pieces Nong Nong, and did not he would not be the dude's parents gave her a delight to not work, it often intoxicated at the neighbors The sound of praise and admiration.
This makes her very anxious, because she was in one night, by chance outside their parents, heard the parents who wish to recruit this guy married into. She leaned against the door on the soft, out of ideas.
the next day and deliberately trying to piece and teacher, often encounters the alley, walking for a long time, no see. Later he asked the village of a child to know that teacher, has returned to the city for several days, something that is home to three months, to come back.
the teacher, and then came back, the rush to go to her house, saw her house, the eye-catching and dazzling red hi word, see the yard, a red, eyes full of hidden bitterness of her.
From that day on, the teacher, would disappear completely in her life.
later, and later went with the guy, secure in the day had played.
founding of new China, three years of natural disasters, ten years during the Cultural Revolution, reform and opening up, ups and downs, Yuyu air damper. Two people from rural to urban areas, of each other and help each other, having children, branching, to now, the senile appearance.
not easy, it Burongyia!
old lady that thought, ignore some of the doldrums, to cough up, wake up one side of the old man naps.
that the old man quickly got up and looked at the old lady is concerned, to a glass of water on hand. Old lady on holding a warm cup, watching his men, like himself, and this man after this life, are there any regrets? Does not seem right?
the man, thought it could be fine. This family, indeed nothing to say. However hard it hard to, regard the Mother of their few, be properly taken care of. Although two people together, what few words, but has many years of cultivated understanding. Sometimes, they sit together in silence, hand start, nothing, can be quiet, sit someday.
old lady to mind the old man to the house to pay for all.
still remember the fall of the year, the second guy to go to school, tuition has become a problem, the family has not seen Hunxing a long time. Old man sitting in the house for a long time, then got up and said, go to borrow. By whom? The time in that city, not a relative. Several little friends, are poor and white. Much to our surprise the evening, the old man turned out to bring back his son's tuition in her hand, unprecedented carry her up a live chicken!
that night, a man, alive with warm, as if the same happy New Year.
, however, but she was changing clothes in the evening to the old man, found the sleeve bend, there is a tincture of the blood. Hurry to see the old man sleeping on the arm, saw his elbow office, a bold eye of the needle, there is a good big one bruising.
ah! This guy! The man! This old man!!
for this home is a of ill. Fast 80-year-old man was, but still busy every day, as if such property is a tireless machine.
but themselves, their time had to marry him, how sad is how, how how reluctant ah. Go hand in hand for so many years now, but only he always stood by his side, staying with consistently.
old lady that thought, his eyes moist up to gradually. Suddenly, a bit childish, on the front of the man, asked softly: \\high official rich, get you, it allows you to enjoy enjoy life with me. If, if still so poor, not woven, it'll help you, helping you find a rich people. I do, I am in your neighborhood, far away look at you, getting on as long as you can, it becomes. \\\Say something, but could not say anything, the eyes of tears, but the endless flow down.
too long, affectionate lady said: Old lady in the old man ears, whispering, said: see the sunset, red-hot Rays, will the shadow of the old man and woman filled with. Said:
Postscript:
What is love?
What is happiness?
life what is it?
bit by bit, piecemeal, brilliant flowers, flushed down hill.
Also, there is buried in the heart of,
that a small, hidden places not to the herb.
as long as you've been in this life, you have no regrets.

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