In the afternoon sunlight, the early spring wind, floating, and blowing in his face, has not the cold, her husband was out a milk, riding a motorcycle, took my walk through the streets.
And a to the end of the alley, still not found the milkman's family, anxiously looked to the surrounding, see tall neat alley east wall is a large piece of the north side of the green wheat fields, a clearing in the alley on the west side of the heap some cow dung. to here it, my husband murmured, as is, but there are several families near cow dung, in the end which one is it? are hesitating to see the west-meter distance, four people sitting around in front of a large playing cards. four people near the south ditch, two or three five-year-old child, lay scattered in the loose cannon.
, the man sitting in the west stood up enthusiasm for what he says, pointing to one, then a young woman sitting on the east side stood up and said what's in the deafening roar of guns, no one listened clearly what she said. When he asked over, turned to leave, suddenly, I heard the woman's sharp voice similar to the general fight, raised his head in disgust, staring at her when she was chasing her husband see came the confused, closer scrutiny, not others, it is a small cousin to play a few years did not see, and makes the wrinkles have climbed her brow, no wonder my husband and I did not recognize. play hello a few times, got no reply, no wonder she was angry, or so hot temper.
one will come to play, warmly invited us to her house to play, and led us walked towards her house.
not too high in the wall, is a small courtyard and the newly built bungalows, in four weeks against the background of tall buildings, cottage look very small. into the bungalow house, everything is simple and plain in the house, brush the walls of coarse, poor flooring, cheap sofa, all the constraints of life in the telling. looked at the room simple furnishings, although she looked at a little wrinkled, but still pale, delicate face, think of the cow dung and gutter, and I suddenly have some doubts: this is the place for her to stay?
she used to be a white swan, smart, beautiful, versatile . she always smooth sailing from small to large, from school to school, to graduation assignments, all that ado, a matter of course. With beautiful appearance and social home eloquence and character, after graduation, she married a rich husband. married, she has the ideal job and a house than it is now several times. At that time, she had so many people envy.
but also from that time on, the fate of one after another and she joked, divorce , married, divorced again, and then get married in the parallels in the nature of continuous, beautiful in a little bit lost, a little bit of confidence away.
now trapped home town corner, there will be many disappointments that she should tell, Then looked at her beautiful straight, in her enthusiasm, listening sitting opposite her eloquent, and she talked about home, family and friends talked about, talked about work, just not complaining, the discourse is full of the home attachment to memories of the past life of the current meet. conversation, she stare and colorful look, flying Smart imaginative, refined chic manner, naturally revealed, see it all, I know, she has from the past the shadow of life came out strong and optimistic face life now, it's life, while not rich, but her heart is calm and comfortable, this easy calm, as if the wind and rain, the sky a beautiful rainbow appeared in the re- dress her life.
this, I think human life is not always easy, fate will at some point, give us some unexpected challenges, and only stand the test, not to be difficulties and setbacks defeat, life can only be strong.
out from her home, the sun is about to go from the buildings falling behind, sitting on the motorcycle and took leave of her, the sound of the motor grew farther away, to see She has been standing in the alley, waving hands, getting smaller and smaller, until a little bit can not see.
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