Wait for the bloom

Scholars are fine and good at Lenovo. Seasons change, to blossom, and reincarnation will be involved with; How many pieces of poplar associate with ordinary farmers and guard to guard the north, Phoebe became despised by the aristocracy! Of course, also naked from the woman, white arms extended to the thigh, and then think of further sexual intercourse ... ...

I used to do yokel, they also occasionally produce some Lenovo. Of course, mainly by unhealthy, shining white content. Since beginning to write some text after the mess by some people who do not know exact details occasional call of "literati." Then drill a dead end, that is the difference between chuff chuff and scholars think something will sneak obscenity secrecy; writers, not only obscenity, after which they write to share with everyone. Indeed alone Better Together! Let me sum up slightly this sense of accomplishment.

Was born to a corner. Some people look at every turn is a lifetime opportunity to have shouted some can only do fancier. Poor pale doomed imaginative writing I can only do fancier role. Unfortunately, since such a child can see the clues to fight. The north was covered poplar - from Poplar, black poplars to a wide range of Chinese white poplar. Standing on his head and majestic tree, killed I will not link to the northern farmers and guard the guards. More will be holding a slingshot when I search for the above have avoided sparrow, Tulipa, or cicadas. Occasionally imagine the mud after sparrow shot dead after barbecue wrapped up the smell of that delicious, saliva was then flowed on the vigorous secretion out ... ...

These are crap. Today I want to say one kind of love over the years, moving plants, kapok.

Although it is not a rich association of people, it was an easy person to be moved. A book or a movie of a certain plot, a touching news events make me sour nose, and even tears. Time alone may be choked with Mo Lei, face in front of his wife and children will pretend to cough several more jokes to cover up these feelings so that women and children. Thus find their inner poses. "Hard in the face, soft-hearted", is a senior literary friends have not met the assessment I often bring those words to say. It seems not easy to cover up their own things. From this point do not even confirm the child is eight by decent writers. Gang Jue ass what other people know you pull feces, try to figure out where there will be something memorable? Those who dare to speak more than a few times to see the real good stuff.

Above is crap! To get down to business ... ...

I was moved kapok for seven years, finally decided to formally write today. Had earlier written a short poem on the kapok of using mobile phone sitting on a bus to write to. Long time to come to Guangzhou, sat a bus service running all over the world. After a day of traffic congestion encountered Guangzhou Bridge, bridge that is open Kapok brilliant. Kapok already heard, is called "hero tree." Some of the Lingnan painters often the flowers in full bloom in the freehand. Also noted that almost dignified suit, only for the life of those rushed days of rushing to enjoy the flowers get any grass to share the sentiments. This chance, traffic congestion has given me the opportunity meditation flowers.

The tree has in the first. Stem densely covered with short and thick sturdy spikes stand under the bridge, Quhei like pig iron. Was done to the surrounding branches robust, with the same black. Done with the penetrating power of the home that reminds me of the Taoist temple in front of the flagpole in the wind and rain. Some winter hardly ever left the dying leaves droop during shaky. Those flowers on densely packed branches standing on cast iron. Life is running out of the yellow and black Gengrang suppressed imposing a particularly eye-catching this bonus. As if the sky with two giant battle was injured falling from the sky drops of condensation on it ... ... suddenly moved up by visual shock in this scene! Hurriedly pulled out a cell phone, write down the feelings of the hearts. Those short sentences they have passion, burning hot steam and feeling not take but a fresh-baked Kao Hongshu phone ... ... fear of accidents can not be kept under careful to identify themselves as information to the existence of this poem - this is my 10 pick up a pen to write poetry again after a few years.

Some things are fleeting. Such as inspiration, to the time you want to quickly translate into something in writing before the state of preservation to Smart. Do you want to remember it later or next day order, already unrecognizable! Like when you write a good state of an accidental loss of text, so you remember to write again with absolutely has no sense! Therefore, there is only one real "Mona Lisa" ... ...

This is the first I have not found a touching poem. Because a few months later my phone stolen in bus. Have to recall the sentence that was how hot can not do. But I am sure, that is a full can touch people's good poetry. After my wife read poetry from irrationality to circumstantial evidence on this point - after his wife was peeping my phone for several days away, I do not say a word. I am very disturbed, very bored, very anxious, and finally broke out: What do it! Oh you sick? Wife faint sigh: Do you have an affair, right? Phone love poems is to whom? ... ... It seems like sensationalism, she unique, alternative way to accept such a move! I miss that lost the first poem. Occasionally, Xia Xiang: The thief does not have touched it read?

Special attention from the kapok. Each of the flowers tell me all year.

North and South different tree growth. Where not a trace of poplar, serendipitously also lined Liu Shucheng for the rare things - occasionally, in the park in the corner to see a patient Wai Wai stood solemnly hung a card letter "weeping willow." Sagging sense of the kind of ethereal certainly no. All branches atrophy Huddled such as the elderly after stroke sequelae. Here, some time in the north have infinite yearning of the coconut tree (although not seen in the past and coconut). In the middle of the street in their flower beds, grass swaying in the park, long smooth as a samba branches tall girl's thigh; there are those evergreen tree covered with beard, they grow vigorously in each eye, and the open space available. Banyan is the master of Guangdong, who suffered a few centuries old trees encircle only unusual opportunity. Standing in the shade, as if to accept a loving attention to the oldest old for the elderly; also purple spike flowers, they are free to bloom, blooms with, such as old street gorgeously dressed as prostitutes to attract your attention. Shed all the flowers will bear much of the pods, the shape, such as acacia or enlarged several times after the snow peas. Just can not not eat. Hong Kong has been strange flower spike with purple as a symbol - do coincide, "laughed poverty but not prostitution," the moral standards? Eight years in Guangzhou, the desire has never been to Hong Kong. After not want to go.

Kapok park near there. They scattered in every corner of the distance between the far, a total of five. Two very large, three smaller. Which a year before replanting is the. Its predecessor is kapok, experience in Tai Qiannian silent after the last bloom to die. Start cracked dry bark, which has closely-packed termite shuttle. Surely this is it the cause of death. Sorry, that's reinforced steel frame, should be eating those insidious insects collapse! Is Kapok is also "hard in the face, soft-hearted?" Dead trees have been amputated, and disappeared. Original location on replant the unruly young kapok.

After they occasionally I will gently touch the trunk of those sharp thorns. They are very sharp short, not off to play with. Sometimes evoked the memory of the acacia trees on the north - a child who frequently broke off long spines stick in the nose with saliva to play the Hornets. Kapok always lonely silence on weekdays, and leaves are sparse. This silence to produce each passing distance. Have not seen naughty children to climb kapok. A distance, not only is its portrayal of the recent obscene. Often stand in the distance looking at it the air vigorous black silhouette, silence, like a number of mind.

Guangzhou this spring is shorter than the rabbit tail. Some fashionable ladies wear exposed short skirt long wait, floating in the air in a kind of vague ambiguous odor. Kapok grows quietly, has been able to see the branches, the buds swell. A few days ago when the see the trees through the tree full of branches covered with buds, such as Tsing Hang like. Surprised that those eight years have been black buds. A person or a tree, to truly understand the always difficult.

Delicate and soft wind early in the morning, like a warm hand stroking his childhood his mother for you. Stroll in the park in the street and see that there are two tall kapok flowers open in succession, a blood-red, one orange. More like the kind of red. That tree is also wrapped in a little red, from a Tsing Hang the gap in half drilled, such as the naughty girl you shook its tongue. Afternoon will be full bloom.

Kapok of flowering is very short, there is a kind of shock of brilliant. Naruto, it may be only a year of silence for this glorious moment. Look to be blooming kapok, but think of the case past the flowers. Those petals are thick, the flowers with a calyx but not the pieces falling together falling, it will very suddenly leave the branches, like a shot of the bird crashed into the ground, the sound loud and crisp. Picked up the flowers would assume still holding in her hand, there is heavy feeling. Some old women will gather these fallen flowers, take-home dry. It is said to soup.

Write the same time, Ji Guazhe kapok was. Today there will be more flowers open. Waiting for me, kapok.