Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Always need the traction line

 When the line off, it lost their lives.

is one summer, summer fluttering ushered in the second ten years of her life, a favorite summer.

morning, lazy sun, shining in the windows, and through a layer of thin, white curtains, curtains thrown on the phosphorescence of small beads, Twinkle, twinkle,UGG shoes, sometimes fluttering curtains, phosphorescence reflection into the room. Fluttering summer turned around and slowly opened his dim eyes, that thing that catches her eye is glass. She saw the sun reflected in the window, suddenly jump up, rushed to the window, opened the curtains, stretch out a big lazy waist. She puts the song into the bathroom, washing finished, while humming side with the steps before the jump to her great wardrobe and put on a green tank top and white skirt, and then played in front of the mirror sites deft off her waist length hair, and bright yellow flowers above the beam of the flowers.

this day, she did not go to school, a person sitting on the green lawn plate, side there is a beautiful butterfly kites, kite is bright red, beautiful, just like her. She looked up, look to the sky through the branches of the gap, a touch of sadness in her shallow across the pupil. She picked up the kite, both tried to run forward, slowly, her hands under the control of the kite flying high, she pulled lines, continued to pace back, looking up at the beautiful bird kite, loudly shouting: She wantonly running and kite higher and higher. She often felt like a kite, eager to fly in the blue sky, but how far to fly are flying, and sometimes she thinks he is a broken line kites in the sky and drew a one of the wounds, the last wind falling to the nameless place, no tubes, no love, through the wind and rain finally buried sludge.

fluttering summer has been placed in the hands of the end of the line, she looked at the red bird sight of butterflies in their own smaller more variable, and then tied the end of the line of a tree, she reported knee sit by a tree. Long, kites began to slowly fall, she quietly looked at the bird dropped the kite until the kite in her sight gone, she will hold his legs a bit more tightly, tears in two lines across the cheeks at the same time planted the head. After not know how long, a boy holding four red kites fluttering in front of the summer came and gently patted her shoulder: his hands of the few kites. Is he here several times to fly a kite fluttering summer are not far away he looked at her and picked up the same way she abandoned kite.

fluttering summer home is already 0:00, and she and her hand holding a teddy bear as big as a kite and a few red. Placed a cake on the table, a woman sitting at the side,UGG boots, at the moment,cheap UGG boots, she lifted the usual strong makeup, eye surface slightest wrinkle, in the dim light even more haggard.

woman with a tired voice said the word lightly fluttering of summer: walk.

fluttering almost every day of summer mix related to the boy, the boy took the girl shopping, to go after the bar drinking and dancing. The difference is, she started for him did not like to drink Pepsi, just to save the blue jar, she began learning to cook for him, only for him to have a normal daily routine. During the day, she will go to classroom lessons, she was very focused on lectures, brush pen to read notes, not what makes her distraction. Occasionally she walked alone in the School Road, like their feet down to a long row of bicycles, and then walk away laughing very loudly. Gossip who said she was a lot of people like those who called her a , the class no one said nothing. This is the summer of fluttering, dare dare, Ganaiganhen.

One day, summer and fluttering dragged his exhausted body came to the classroom and looked haggard. Class, the teacher said she would not listen to a word, full of mind are the scene of the boy abandoned her.

summer smile fluttering humming streets in dilapidated walked around and around. She went to the little shop to buy the cheapest package of cigarettes, a cigarette out in it, very skillfully lit it and then stuffed into his mouth, cigarette smoke out of her nose, she choked in tears, but still kept pumping,bailey UGG boots, tears still pouring. To half of the cigarette smoked, she tossed the cigarette to the floor, step on foot cigarette to pieces. Then she walked into a dilapidated clinics.

night, his face still remained makeup of the mother in the dim light smoking, continue to blow smoke rings. Suddenly, the door was opened, and showed up on her wall in front of the face as white as the summer of fluttering, almost step by step, she moved back home.

mother threw away the hands of the smoke, walked anxiously fluttering summer, his hands fluttering, leaning on the shoulder of summer: bow their heads in silence and broke the shoulder of the hand.

mother forced her head lifted, eyes look directly at her, pressing concern: br>
distressed mother saw his eyes full of tears, the daughter, suddenly could not say a word.

throw off the summer fluttering her hand, and then moved to go step by step towards the room.

mother stood there, his heart beating with fists, and then sat down on the floor.

next day, home to a guy, summer fluttering glanced at him, he walked into her room ... ... go, the man put a lot of sheets on the table a red bill. She lie down in bed, his eyes shed tears and his party.

mother died very suddenly, cutting the wrists in the mother bleeding wounds that come, the entire floor flowing with blood, as to the life of the protest in blood. The mother opened the door waving the summer, stagnant for a long time. Yes, the mother will not forgive her daughter like her.

summer fluttering down on the bed, tears line by line. Doctors told her she remembered the words, when abortion hurt her uterus, has lost its reproductive capacity. She also recalled the night, the boy opened the door, sat behind a girl, the boy looked at her blankly coldly closed the door, she tuck sit all night at the door, she thought there would be a hand as it was so pat her, but, until the sun rises again, he did not come out. She thought of years ago, mother and a strange man in bed naked struggle, when the men came to the bill lost a mother kneeling on the floor, carefully picked up a picture of the bill. Her resentment of this dirty world, she began to makeup, and deal with all kinds of men, between juggling money between. She still remembers the day his mother gave her a harsh slap in the face, it was the first hit her mother, the mother tears screams: what is the point! She turned her wardrobe mad camel, put on one of her favorite dress, a bright red dress, her brain in the initiation of an idea, she can still fly, fly her to beautiful beautiful . send her, she felt very good looking, has been not willing to wear. She embarked on the most beautiful cities in the roof of a building, where, it is clear to see the whole city. She will be in the hands of a red kite flying, the kite flying high, she laughed, danced, ran, holding the kite, then lightly leap, the kite was falling, and she fell out.

No one knows, that moment, she was so happy, like the embodiment of the red kite bird, free from all shackles, and finally able to leave their own marks in the air, but the broken line kite , and then fly high, fly further away, the outcome after all, is blowing heavily and then fall tragedy.

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