Tuesday, January 4, 2011

Lights blink of an eye

 Lights blink of an eye
as usual, the day darkened from the window, lights from the ground up, the noisy voice is so clear, there is no difference between day and night, but you have to remember that today, without exception, be considered a report one paragraph. You, as usual, ready to walk four stops to go home. you never told my colleagues, every day you will walk home. Do you think it is exercise, when young, not only in the uphill walk more than a dozen cutting wood, but also in the mountain village elders who choose to follow the mine, to ten miles, ten miles back, just to earn five dollars. Now, in Guangzhou, you walk more than three kilometers, but the distance to the grandmother, when you walk six or seven Now, can save two ago. two dollars, an ice cream money, you have saved. not you care about, but you can not forget the teachings of his father was: will make up bundles of hairs. Of course, your language is the is walking. when you have a dispute with his father for this, I feel very humiliated to walk, the car is not only comfortable, but to save time. can the father do not agree, saying that walking time is money, to earn two dollars, sold for the equivalent of several kilograms of cabbage. you could not understand why the father was that big money. you even bored, not that a mere two dollars Well, we should nag a lot of theory? you want to complain, look at the push lightly on the earth life of the father, rough wrinkled face copper bar, such as an old peach skin, you swallow the saliva swallow, put down the glory of youth. you have a lot of confusion, only this, you have remember very thorough. < br> year, you leave them, you do not have the dream of universal drift, nor cosmopolitan pride. you away from home, like all people, just looking for a job, keep your hands retired and sit, and do not to ideological confusion, neatly, some money, go home to build a house, your parents, and then start their families, village die of old age. This is your first idea. And actually, the ship from the shore, and shore, and once they leave the nest, for never going nest. you look like a tired hunter, leaning against the wall of the city. You know that you are passing through, like his brothers and sisters who left home with the same behind you very far, you have a piece of land, your identity with the father, a farmer. But these are irrelevant, you have to marry a city girl, so this city is still under a corner of the security home, but you still feel that this is post, you come out of thin air and landed on water, every day struggling to stay in the stream of water, all your wealth and strength, all your dignity and wisdom, still give way and a small waves. You are so fragile, after the people in the dark, how do you Shuaibu Diao own kind of inferiority complex. you think you have no roots, you are like duckweed, tian While in this town. Village so far, was so great that you are between the city and the rural, back and forth to find the fulcrum, the amount of the condensed into the road, at the end, it remains at a loss.
light is very bright. The hotel's lights, the supermarket lights, street lights, bar lights, advertising lights, so the city Ambilight. know the truth, that this city people are rich, generous generosity, charity. take the long way, there is a beggar in the street in the bridge, or in the bus station side, or at the traffic light there, stretched out begging hands, one by one one by one in to the. they or old, or small, or disability, or women, have thrown their dignity, just for the sake a few coins, let the city ripped through their privacy. they live for life, for home living, with the money to extend all their glory and ideals, while wearing the emperor's new clothes, in this city shuttle. You were a little good, it is so frustrating, and was frustrating to go. afraid of good bought by a coin, but also afraid of good sold by a coin. You tell unclear, this time, why are so many complicated person, acting as changing the role. Do you think life is very cruel, and occasionally play, when performance art is acceptable if the begging as a profession, not eyesores, but you feel that this affected the spirit of our nation.
head-driving to the car, lights bright, direct glare. nothing in this city a lot of luxury buildings, luxury car, luxury, deluxe hospitality, luxury consumer, with the luxury of a lot, is full of temptations . you envy over luxury, like you want to succeed as you work hard, waiting, not knowing the fate of social relations or cause trouble, your distance from the luxurious, just as the distance between urban and rural areas. out of you and all together brothers caught in the middle, holding wages, and embarrassing the. you want, thousands of miles away, your ideal, in the fingers, the way in this busy, in this traffic, the dazzling lights, you contradictory, so cross your life happy sad, day by day, to and from work, keeping a distance with the ideal, with cruel to keep a distance, without a mission, nor the responsibility, in the soaking time, like a green tree. Sometimes, you only get wrong foot, and sent a field of joy. They established trail in the Mercedes-Benz, the luxury carefully. If the opposite dazzling lights, dangerous at any time will come. And you're lucky, a bit confused, Ah Q up a bit. You see, enjoying to them as scenery, all the way to go, all the way to see, also figured, what month, and he is like them in this way to prove their success. they either treat you as a dispensable passers-by, or no one cared. you did not care about them, each have their own ways, without disturbing each other. only in this way, watched it by accident, added just a little imagination. you on the sidewalk, they do not know pleasant walk You do not know, driving a car to enjoy the remarkable ceremony proud. If the vanity is truncated, driving or walking, just a way. lane has the burden of traffic, walking, walking hard, but the difference is life, you No inferiority complex, you come from rural areas, too late, if a few generations back in this city, you will feel, driving you. Do you think this is the reality, cruel like stomach pain.
you finally see their own yard lights, and they are bright, clean and tidy. you do not talk back on the road with its dazzling lights River comparison. It is the flow of the river, lights to give them direction; This is harbor to accommodate all your glory and self-esteem. and you rise, and you still see the lights, tall buildings, such as opening a window in the sky, amazing. You're missing the village down, miss living in the soil the house practical, as you contemplate the change over, but you a contradictions, to shake you have been rocking, can not make a decision. you just want to shut all the lights, good sleep, and tomorrow say

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