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Bao Xiaolin's novels
Title: Yin and Yang
Author: Bao Xiaolin
Publishing House: Changjiang Literature and Art Publishing House
Release time: 20 12- 10- 1
Page number: 16 Page number
Fixed price: 24.80 yuan. I feel like a lonely wolf.
Uncle, brother, Lu Chao.
Where I was born, the four seasons are so different. The summer is sunny, the grass is lush, and the winter is snowy and desolate. Spring and autumn are so short that they almost passed before I described their characteristics, as if summer and winter had agreed to crowd them out.
In fact, winter here is longer than summer. The length of winter and the harsh climate seem to be the signs of our place. Anyone who mentions it will say that that place is not suitable for human survival except in summer. Sandstorm is also a major feature of this place. When the sandstorm struck, the doors and windows of every household were closed. Even so, there will be a thin layer of dust floating in the house the next day, and even the smell of soil can be smelled in severe cases. Someone said, "It's rarely played here, only twice a year, once for half a year." Of course, this is a joke, but I can hear a trace of sadness from this joke.
I was born in the barren winter in this town. It was surprisingly cold that year, and there was a rare heavy snow. The cold wind is like a sharp knife eroding the only warmth left in people. Children hide at home and only adults will go out to work when they are fully armed. The town is surrounded by vast grasslands. That year, the snow all over the sky blinded the eyes of cattle and sheep. Many herders went out to look for the lost livestock, but they froze to death on the road because of the snowstorm. It is said that they were naked when they died, their clothes were taken off far away, and their bodies were red and purple. According to the old people, these people will run when the weather is extremely cold until they feel hot all over, start to take off their clothes and run until they are so tired that they sleep in the wilderness, and then they are swept away by the snow like monsters, leaving only an empty shell. I know that kind of wind, which adults call "white hair wind". The violent wind rolled the pale flying snow like God waving a sharp knife, and all living things were doomed to be cut into pieces by him. 12 years ago, in Ping 'an Town, two rows of brand-new public telephones were just installed on both sides of the street, and the yellow paint became more and more golden in the sun. Fashionable men and women twist up a thin card, which is held in their mouths by the yellow machine, thus saying your sweet words. The woman said that when she got to the emotional place, she stood beside the yellow machine like no one's watching, which made people laugh.
At that time, my father's hospital had just built a new family building, and my grandmother moved to a new house with our family. Superstitious grandmother stood on the balcony and said critically to her father, "What shabby house did you choose?"? What bad luck! Look, it's facing the morgue! "
At the age of fifteen, I leaned against the window and looked at the white square building opposite. Only then did I know that those stiff and horrible bodies were frozen in such a white house like sugar cubes. I couldn't help shivering and took my mother's hand and said, "Will it be haunted?"
My mother was a little unhappy after listening to my grandmother. She held my hand and whispered, "Don't learn superstition like your grandmother." I quickly closed my throat.
After moving into a new home, my father made a well-lit room connected to the balcony into a study at home. It is also because my grandmother refuses to let anyone live in that room, so I read my homework in that room every day. Since then, I have known them, two little lunatics whose corners of my mouth are slightly raised, but every time I recall those interesting things about them, the whole person falls into deep disappointment.
At first, I saw them standing in front of the building like sugar cubes. At first, I didn't know their names, but I found two unkempt young people sitting on the sloping platform in front of the house chatting, because I couldn't hear what they were saying at all. Anyway, it must be very interesting, otherwise they wouldn't be so happy and so unscrupulous.
Sunlight sprinkled a thin layer of soft light on their yellow hair, which looked like two small bird's nests that would jump out of fresh life at any time. The white sugar behind him was also melted by the warm sunshine, like a steaming piece of cheese. His IQ is like a child of six or seven years old now. He often dances in the yard with his neighbor's children. Only when you lose your temper occasionally can you see a little shadow of youth from him. When he loses his temper, he will scold his wife and eldest daughter-in-law for eating, but the kind eldest daughter-in-law puts this down to her father-in-law's illness and endures them one by one. Actually, she's the one who shouldn't bear it. Since she married the Han family, she has never been loved by her in-laws, but she regards her unfamiliar in-laws as her biological parents out of filial piety.
On the Mid-Autumn Festival one year before the death of Korean dad, my brothers and sisters rushed to the North City from their hometown to reunite with them. The eldest daughter-in-law bowed her head and silently arranged the meals of her siblings in the kitchen. The living room is full of excitement. Korean dad looks refreshed because he put on the new clothes his daughter bought him, and his face exudes a long-lost brilliance. In fact, at this time, his body has begun to weaken.
The eldest son often tells his wife at night that he is worried about his father's health. As soon as he says it, the topic falls back to his childhood involuntarily. At the thought of his father's indifference to himself when he was a child, this man in his early fifties couldn't help crying in front of his wife. The virtuous wife always comforted him and said, "Who hasn't suffered yet?" Fortunately, although my father has such a disease, his temper is much better than before, and he is not as difficult to get along with as in the past. Everything should be on the bright side. "Wang Xinmin came back from work, just walked into the compound, I heard two women and a child crying and screaming, a mess, head just blew up. Look at his house again. Everyone in that building is lying on the window watching the excitement. His sister is crying, and so are the children. The whole compound was filled with shouts of Shen Liqun. He only felt his ears panic. He is a senior cadre in the army, but his family embarrassed him in full view. " He pulled up Shen Liqun and walked into the room. Let's go Come home with me! "Shen Liqun grabbed the iron railing of the stairs and continued to shout," I tell you, Wang Xinmin, I won't go back today unless your sister leaves. In this room, with her without me, with me without her! " The neighbors upstairs burst into laughter.
Wang Xinmin whispered in her ear, "Look at you! Just a bitch! "
The more he was afraid of her shouting, the more she shouted, "Good Wang Xinmin! Now you think I'm a bitch. I think how humble you were when you came to me. At that time, why didn't you find out who I was earlier ... I tell you, if you can't handle this matter today, we will leave. This is a big deal! "
Wang Xinmin's sister saw her brother's face getting ugly, and her sister-in-law even said divorce. What would have happened if she hadn't experienced this situation today? She wiped away her tears and said to her brother, "Xinmin, I'm leaving now. You two should stop quarreling. My sister is a countryman. I didn't expect living here to give you trouble and let you show jokes to outsiders. "
"Elder sister, you ..." Wang Xinmin looked at her sister and picked up the bag and walked to the door, full of guilt, and was pulled back by her wife. The thin figure stuck firmly in his heart like a thorn, and his heart was still aching after many years. He only blames himself for being mistaken. He found such a unruly and willful daughter-in-law, and his mind is full of his own extreme theory, which seems to be getting farther and farther away from the one he saw at the beginning.
Has she really changed? She hasn't changed at all. If personality determines a person's fate, it is better to say that personality changes Shen Liqun's fate. In her life, how many roads should have been smooth sailing, because of her stubborn personality and added some twists and turns. Idols are always described as "my good girl", "XX of our family", "the most familiar stranger", "my favorite person" and even "husband/wife" when talking to people on weekdays. At some point, people will think that "t a is very good" and start to watch TV involuntarily. Back to everything about this person-when he debuted, his works before he became popular, his famous works, and people close to TA will all play back the youthful appearance of TA before he became famous and feel each other's growth. TA will be sadder than TA when encountering setbacks, and be proud of his own spring breeze will be happier than TA's agent. He will suddenly understand that "not everyone will shine from the beginning" and "the road to success is by no means smooth sailing." Such a truth-in the past, the elders were about to grind their ears out of calluses, but in fact they understood in an instant, because ta. Idol is such a strange and powerful existence. Occasionally, I talked to my parents about this topic and found that when they first started exploring the world, they also had the stage of idolatry. They may be spiritual leaders, respected teachers and friends, and of course there will be stars, but they say that at that time, they would not express their love for a stranger as enthusiastically as children do now. "I love you at the top of my lungs and leave tears of excitement. This will never happen." After saying something similar, they burst out laughing involuntarily. After all, it is not incomprehensible for adults from small to large to say that they oppose idolatry and bring happiness to children. When I was a teenager, my father would give me his new salary and say, "Go buy a new tape of your favorite singer." At that time, I thought my dad was the best dad. It seems natural for teenagers to talk about "idols". However, after that age, it is a bit sour to talk about idols, whether from your own point of view or from the speaker's point of view. How can you describe that feeling? If you like it all the time, will it be as sad as losing an important friend if you watch the other person debut, grow up and become better or worse, and use cruel words to describe "talent is gone", "red" and "outdated"?
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