I looked at the bright eyes like water woman,ugg boots cheap long hair hanging over his waist, small lips like a remote control mounted under the nose Junting go up the same, it seems, and I thought almost exactly the same. I said, I have ordinary people do not have sensitive, including a woman, I guess, between us there will be story, or say, I look forward to this beautiful, intelligent women, a bit of drama.
Hello, I'm Che.
I know. She Tiaomei. You looked at the sky position is eager to fly position. In fact, your eyes do not close, you just measure the city sky high, whether it helps your flying conditions.
looked at her clear eyes, I suddenly feel that perhaps really belongs in the city to find a piece of the sky.

I did not bring luggage, because I do not have luggage to bring, I can take only my word and my thinking. I rented a small room Jaumet settle down, she went to work every day, I nest in the home codeword. At her home, I cook for her to eat, never had such a pleasant day, I do not know quite what former evening, is the feeling, but I feel that there is a real warmth between us flowing in to see her happy The finish I cook the soup, to see her with me around the gentle, innocent girl, like to see her cling to me, and watched her sleep at night after the tranquil face. There is a chest in what has been packed and seems to overflow, as I never understood this strange feeling what Xu until many years later, I realized, that is what I had been looking for. However, maybe happiness really can not advance, I advance the happiness in this life, and unaware, it is doomed to living with the displaced to pay for my happiness gone.
Jaumet a waitress in a hotel. Attendant to do really is clean, but in the present society, has the same waiter was a synonym for the tertiary industry practitioners. Jaumet very sad, because there are often taken advantage of by others, but his mouth can not be made there, with pain can not say. Whenever I see her tears, I am very distressed, I always say, do not do it instead. Jaumet refuse to answer me, it insisted, in fact, we all know, she do not work, we had to starve to death, I am not a person willing to be compromised, or I'm too stubborn at my stubbornness. I always was writing, I still have not given up my dream that on the literature. I think this is no way I want her life to it, more understanding, more caring, can not match the reality of money, and I, but never give her money.
we started quarreling, she wanted me to go out to find a decent job, in other words, in her eyes, once so valued in the text have are not serious in the. We are not wrong anyone, I believe that my persistence, she insisted her stubbornness, is living a sort of a small open our joke. We are after all only a layman, can not escape living arrangements.
when I left nothing away, because I have nothing can be taken away, to the time I did not expect, I'll stay in the city for a year, this year I think it would be my future the most fulfilling time of life, because this year I have a woman other than in addition to text. A woman I care for a year, although this time she has been lying in that guy who covered both rich, but I still firmly believe that I loved her, that loved, though never told her. This is my love, a man, remain in the hearts will be good. I can not give her to life, why bother then tortured her?
will also put up her own.

  I began to write novels, each a novel can be seen Jaumet shadow. Her smile, her tears, her gentleness, her stubborn, had her last compromise, I like her a one embedded into my words. My main character is always around this and keep me company for one year of age. I after all never forget her, the way I use text to commemorate our love, or our support. However, I vent in the text, but also the pain that haunt the text, no one understood how this is a kind of Zhuixin piercing pain.
I began to toss and turn all the city, I'm looking for a balanced approach. People are greedy animals, always will have a better time to aspire to those things. I lingered at the edge of darkness, like a beast can not find the exit, as in the dark rampage, until you are still black and blue. I lick bite with their wounds, the pain of sleeping.
I started to smoke, drink alcohol, even started wandering in the street all night all night. I had the most despised is the kind of person, I think such a person is not a dream, cheap uggsdo not pursue. But I, pursuing my literature, pursuing my dream. When they leave in search of my important things, I suddenly felt very tired, it was not physical, but spiritual. I began to feel that they are not wrong to give up that kind of woman, gave up life as it really worth it?
my nature to be a stubborn person, even if true decadence, and even really given up, I still stubbornly proud of me humble. I sat by the roadside, relying on street Dozing. October wind, wind and percussion on the body, as if to cut the skin life and life generally. I, wearing only a short-sleeved, the wine last night so I am not the pressure of cross God. When more and more people traveling up a lot of people talk I can hear my voice, but I have no energy to deal with these, my hair is very messy, as I thought the same. I think people often do in my entire life is three things: self-deception, deceiving others, being bullied. I am now in a state of hypocrisy, I tried to convince myself sitting here not a big deal, not that affect the appearance of the city a little bit Well, not that you be as a neuropathy? Will they not look at me with contempt it Well. They see me as a monkey, like, ever know with your eyes closed, I regard them as a group of monkeys to see it?
a little hand dangling in front of me: Wake up, you wake up.
innocent children sound so I had to open my eyes. I saw a little girl about five or so, the head wearing two pigtail. It blew red face was red, and watery eyes are concerned at me. Suddenly there is the slightest move, that the world still had some concern me. I reached to touch her sweet little face, but around the women's amazing exhaust sound I retracted his hand. I do not want to create too much confusion. I looked at her: Why?
mild abnormal sound,'s usual arrogant.
this, for you to eat. Little girl to put her hand into my hand, put bread, I smell the aroma of bread on the butter, there is the little girl who used to baby cream flavor. I looked at her, began to smile, forced smile.
took my bread up, I think that children must think of me as homeless beggars, right? But so what? I have this on the homeless, and rent a house already has expired, landlady doom, a reminder every day, I pay the rent, but my body has no money, really is not, and penny none. But I was early in the biting cold has met such a good child, this is the hope in life Why?
little girl sat down beside me, watching me eat the bread, did not speak. Two eyes had been wandering in me, said: uncle, how do you, do not you cold? Why are you unhappy?
uncle was not unhappy, just very frustrated, see?
I do not understand, but the uncle, your eyes are red, you will cry, and who is bullying you?
I looked at this innocent child, earnestly told her: no one can bully uncle, is bullied by his own uncle, whether you can understand, since you have to remember that you must not fool ourselves, if Yes, choose to believe that the world, understand? So you can grow up happy, so will not like his uncle. the half-comprehended
watched her nod, I got up and left, lightly rubbed my face, I could not remember last night I actually cried.

  It is like a bunch of light in my body, to go home, I quickly noted all this with a computer, and that cute little girl, I think they will all need to treasure my life things will never be forgotten. In a cold morning, a little girl his own fresh bread to the tramp of a underdog story. I have never written a provocative text so warm, but in this text, I had gone for a long time to find happiness.
network is really a strange good thing, you want to put in this strange land, sow the seeds of enthusiasm, it is not always bear fruit, and you inadvertently move could have enormous repercussions will . I think this is determined to not a species of flower, unintentional positive outcomes it. The little girl's story quickly has created a stir on the Web, many people have in the back of the thread. Because many people have forgotten the good things, all the people are ashamed in front of this little girl. We have forgotten what we had was beautiful, her goodness, how many people can do?
this text for me to take the interests of more people began to focus on my writing, an editor friend a message telling me: If you have never found people so insistent, before the text is always those who see In making a fuss, but your culture is different, so we feel that we should reflect on, and the text, what we really should hold the attitude?
so many of my writing has been done on the top of the major newspapers and magazines, along with my image of decadence.
I think the little girl must be sent by God to help me, because of her, I began to think my literary dreams are slowly realizing one step. Publishers began to find me a book for me, I finally found in the dark direction. No degradation, no hesitation, straight ahead, has been.
my book out soon, the reaction was strong and they called me ahead of its time in the rebellious writers and many readers every day send a letter. But so lazy as I used to people never to read their letter carefully, I have always been such arrogant people. I looked at my books have sold but do not feel they always put together, it seems not what I want, famous for me, not so important, it is the only advantage to me is money, I can stand The access to the big hotels, big restaurants, I no longer need to not upset the instant noodles to feed their families. I can concentrate on the writing, and it always brought back the passion was writing. I will eventually be softened in the life of passion, I was living with another form of buying deceived. I began to fear, fear this continues, I will become no longer me.
I have not write anything, I think my mind has beguncheap ugg boots to dry up, and I hate most of this life, this day, so idle. I sent in an envelope the reader to see a plum, a graceful plum.