Hang on tonight's semi-circle in the treetops, it seems a bit shy, cool breeze, as if to blow away the last bit of summer meaning. I bought five cola, slowly rock in the river, yes, forgot to say, I live in the area near the river, although nothing poetic, but along the frozen chicken green river pretty good, green grass, a stone road across the meantime, there are willow trees, so at night people still walk in here a lot. I think back also lacks something, simply in a river on a bench and sat down, opened a can of Coke, drank a few mouthfuls, really cool to the extreme.

 

Yes, this evening, do not know why this guy Bin Fang, I took out his cell phone for a call. Fang Bin is my high school, grow Wudasancu, and learning are like me, is a goof type, so often a piece of high school to play for us, What think fuji apple now work in the same city, so Gesanchaiwu fool around with the recent is said to have found a girlfriend, never met a long time, really Zhongseqingyou typical, but surprisingly there are girls like him, they're Kelian Jian! Right ah, perhaps this time people are enjoying it, why people bother to call, I thought here it would not be an interest, had to phone gala apple and back into his pocket. In this juncture, I suddenly saw the corner like sitting next to people. I turned and saw that a chair, I do not know when to get on the individual, is a white shirt and black pants the fifth six-color boy, looks delicate features, and wore a pair of blue shoes back to power, the rationale was a rustic flat head, are journeying to see the river front. It is estimated that migrant children, this outfit is simply not a city kids do.

 

He turned green mung beans around and saw me looking at him, he smiled at me a little bit, to then go back and look silly in front of the river, as if there are any baby Side. Oh, these poor children of migrant workers is really a matter of fact, in the city be looked down upon, even to go to school are many problems, for they are the most pleasant childhood spent in the discrimination and hardships frozen pork. I kept thinking I felt sad, so out of the bag and handed him a bottle of Coke, "to drink to drink? To you."

 

He turned, looked at me, looked at my hands the Coke, his face flashed a burst of surprised expression, it is no wonder, child workers have been afraid of life, and his pale face a look or malnutrition , a little blood at all. He laughed a little, said: "Thank you, I do not drink that's."

 

Related Reading:

http://urbansavvy.com/user/duoying/blogs
http://food-beverage-online.kouaa-blog.com/
http://medicablogs.diariomedico.com/duoying/
http://food-beverage-online.duablog.com/
http://www.blogtoowoomba.com/?w=duoying

Edge of a book I turn to play, while leisurely way back to the house. Switch to say the book to play, which was the high school to excel in a technology that braved a book right thumb in the middle of the book so quickly in the finger spin. At that time both men and women in our class will be this ability. I have got to be able to turn up canned sweet corn ten fingers, one day also whim, head to toes turn, results dancing for so long his feet Jinong cramps, and fool enough to think about also. Final analysis, the root of all evil in the case of examination taught to blame, every day is to do title examinations, the students canned bamboo shoots from your sermon in addition to playing a fool as to turn the book will be doing? Remember the class when the class turn up four or five when the book together how spectacular ah, it is estimated that never see the bar scene, I suddenly sentimental, really sentimental.

 

Into the room, the broken fling the book on the bed and went and took a hot bath. Then put on pajamas, lying on the bed tilted legs, ha ha, when doing nothing is so happy ah. My eyes glance, and saw the book and saw it was pitiful reduction in the foot of the bed, like a wronged child. I reached out and hook it to mixed vegetables feet, turned up in his hand. "The book ah book, but for today I burst goodness, you have to go to the corner to eat the dust estimate slightly."

 

This book is written in traditional characters, looking surprisingly good sense of the vicissitudes of life, turn to the first page, a few bold characters read "open mystery into the deep spiritual mantra," What does this mean, is the spell? I looked down, a few dozen small print, they read it out loud: "trying to use three-Qing Wei soul, leading his disciples canned mixed vegetables glimpse Xuanming ... ..." finish this fantasy mantra, of course, what matter did not occur, I'd read the Zizi flavored, as if immortal in general. So I made another narcissistic patients, facing a mirror, putting on an act to and read twice, and then look in the mirror myself, imitating "Gods" in the movie says: "Shen public Pindao leopard, Zhe Xiang courteous. "I dare say if this time someone to break into, eight would think I was a nervous schizophrenia.

 

Naughty enough, that means nothing, too tired to read this book, what is behind the curse and the like, Zaifan down, canned beans painted a lot of characters, each character has a line of small print below, may be the character name of the bar. Do not say that those characters really quite beautiful, really beautiful painting, I think I'll cut it down and paste some of the windows, chances are really able to ward off evil Han, hehe.

 

I got out of bed to open the computer, of course not play the game, played last night for a night, mention that the game I feel like vomiting. I am not open to listen to a song, just the rhythm of lively language is the first rap, so I listened twisted up. Suddenly my whim, to ah, anyway, I do not know the words, why not curse those marvelous ah gradually getting into a rap tune it, it is really Chinese and Western ah, absolutely tasty! Haha, tell you the truth, sometimes I cleverly surprised even themselves. I most likely through the ages the first rap tune to read with people who spell. So I picked up the book, singing along with audio, tune up, "ah open Xuanming, into the deep spiritual mantra, trying to use the three Qing Wei, Wei Wei soul ... ah ..." I'm so crazy for almost half an hour, people are tired, thirsty, and finally stopped going to open cans of cola thirst. A look under the table, damn, a bottle is gone, it seems only to quarters outside the canteen and bought.

 

Related Reading:

http://duoying.bloc.cat/
http://www.ednevnik.si/?w=duoying
http://duoying.balearweb.net/
http://duoying.amigoblog.de/
http://www.art-networks.net/user/duoying/blogs

I woke up and found the sun was shining into my windows, is really up early, ah, you say, but I'm sorry, my west window is open. I rented a small room that has lived for nearly half a year, has long been used to such a lazy life, especially if you sleep a few have nobody, really a great pleasure. In fact, I think be quite a failure, and childhood learning in general, mixed down college graduates, in the end the efforts of relatives, chopped spinach children only by the back door into a living organs and units to do the file, in fact, like to play along the way, there is lacks technical content. Fortunately, also decent wages, the rich should not it still hungry, slovenly person like me should also satisfy them, at least I think so. So my lack of ambition in the city rented a house, started my boring life. Usually on the Internet to play games after work, or play mahjong with some classmates of what, to the weekend, bamboo shoot usually playing online games to play to an early morning, then sleep a incredibly hard, whenever he woke up. Like today.

 

Washing is completed, I intend to go down easily find a restaurant to eat near the area, and then walk to the

Cuba Street

, early autumn the weather is good, especially this time of the evening. Find looks pretty healthy in a Ramen Museum, a garlic cloves bowl of beef noodles to eat it, and the results next to the table he kept the four men drinking beer mora, the piercing cries of fights in my heart traumatic panic, just eat a meal with the tortured face, I in my heart to greet their fathers, countless times. So I came out, I discovered the tragedy only three five cents in his pocket, alas, this month took a tight grip, or they have to help parents, this is loss of face of things, after all I have to work .

 

The sun was just setting, the day is still very bright, and I walked slowly along the street, the wind in the body, are very comfortable. May hold back a day in the stuffy little room, I'm breathing in the fresh air, thinking also green soybeans active again. Suddenly, I feel that life is too fall, do not they mix their own life to be so what, but now how can like it, not skill, can not afford a house, what married thing is ridiculous. Fortunately, I'm only 23 years old and still a long time. By the way, why not buy a lottery ticket it? This is a good idea, ha ha, maybe my luck suddenly favored it the little wretch, so I'm going to buy lottery tickets from tomorrow, mom, I do not believe the mothers.

 

I live in this neighborhood is located southwest of the city, not a downtown area, this is not nonsense Mody, prosperous of the lot I can not afford to rent. Every evening, the Cuban side street there are always some unscrupulous traders from a street vendor, selling shoes, fruit, books, groceries, everything, sometimes you're lucky, maybe one or two mushroom powder good things can be picked up. There are always a group of people like to come here to pick East West pick, I'm one of them. But tonight, things seem to have no appeal to me, until I have to go back, I suddenly saw in front of the corner wearing a yellow shirt with blue pants bit the old man, he put the old book stalls, three to four of the old shop on the ground, myself it is close their eyes meditatively. I'm still a little hobby of books, although I do not gnaw to learn, but also like to see some of the books a mess, a little eccentric collection of knowledge, and good friends before blowing bragging about her. So I walked past, looked down at those who break the book, are some of the original vintage old magazines, and nothing special. Only in the middle, there is a very old wire-bound cover book, the title seems to be nothing to what is actually easy to, anyway, quite some age.

 

Related Reading:

http://open.salon.com/blog/duoying
http://dan123.journalspace.com/
http://duoying.canalblog.com/
http://duoying.weblog.ro
http://duoying.bloggum.com/