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Hello, best wishes from now on you girl
I will never forget
anyone remember that their prime years, the place that I go to the countryside to jump the queue, there is a river of white plaster holding the lake to the Yangtze River Ben go; where the name of the river bend bend, lying on a small school Andi; school is a renovated temple, white walls and black tiles [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], facing south, the wind over embankment Liu, campus flower; yard with Yang Meishu different stars, MIND dense, round crown ash tree, called wax-like green leaves, like, almost equal to the eyes.
curved river after another, quietly in the flow. Luckily, I was in school doing to the countryside village next to the educated youth red. Morning, I heard the school bell; night, I looked at the school window lights. Inadvertently, I saw a female teacher figure, medium height, slender [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], long braids put down vest, with red ribbon Zhazhu, dressed in black, white, Jingbo pulls out a touch of the collar [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], as the East days whitening dawn. Occasionally look back, only to see her only two-ish age, round face muscles snow, a pair of bright head pure water, undulating in the chest, only to hear her uniform Jiaoren magic breath.
curved river after another, quietly in the flow. Thus, the evening light-colored painting under Yang Meishu, they had me wandering figure; eyes light up the moon window of exposure, then to the lingering smell my Chuikou Qin. Finally, her attention to me, give me a shallow smile. Finally, she and I talk to - your harmonica blowing good, you will blow, I was ecstatic and immediately answered will be ah. After that night, I blew, I hope I will never forget you from the future, outside Moscow night ... ... Thus, Yang Meishu have sentiment, she had her seasons on the sun, always happy to give me the next screen. So she invited me to the classroom Chuikou Qin accompaniment, she taught children to sing: appointments, to moonlight, how I hold up her hand ... ... but we did not. It was surging emotion of my prime, it is so silent in the fantasy, but also profound in my life the best shoe marks. At that time, I do not practice the story of youth and love, but I have some pain of sadness, and firm the job, school, the army's so-called future.
curved river after another, quietly in the flow. One day, I found that through the classroom door, her long black hair was coiled bun, blue white floral coat, down wear black pants, white shoes again, a capable and sober look. Her in writing on the blackboard [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], write neatly, and sometimes side head, and said the students lessons. I stand Yangmei Shu, I silently watching her. Listen, My heart do not know how 的 to tense up, and I heard my heart sounds - best wishes Hi girl, I wish you from the future, I will never forget ... ...
curved river after another, quietly in the flow. On this day, I received a paper It was a early autumn evening, I went to say goodbye to her school. We stood Yang Meishu under the cold moonlight, the slot from the leaves reluctantly through the years, falling on our silence in the face. We have not excited, we did not sad, only farewell eyes, mottled spot under a tree split in light and shadow in the silence with words. She said Chui Kouqin it. So I blew, countryside where I jump the queue. Clearly the expansion of the primary and secondary schools, national flag flying on the Yangmei Shu, extremely beautiful. I stood Yang Meishu under the sun under any screen squint my eyes, I saw a young female teachers, head high, slender, long braids put down vest, with red ribbon Zhazhu, Dressed in black, white, Jingbo pulls out a touch of the collar, as the dawn whitened East days. So, I asked her, she chuckle to say - you ask her, ah, she is my mother, retired. So, I went to her house, but see a gray short hair women grow flowers, blue white floral still tops, still beneath the black pants, white shoes and then still, still a capable and sober look. She stared at me, apparently did not recognize me. So, I took out the harmonica for years saved, and I blew, river after another curved, flowing quietly in; a Yangmei Shu green, on the national flag flying.
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