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He returned to Mare, "to the board fair now?" Old horse says, "is coming, be careful, you get green bag, me and get the red envelope." Leaning board vehicle Market Station, carriage confusion immediately up the sound in a noisy old horse of the North accent sounds calm, old horse to the pony Said: "Be
Careful, this place, chaos, to seize the package."     Now they face a strange seaside town. There is a bus station before the asphalt road, roadside trees are few, Only the vast expanse of the sugarcane to bring out this unique way. An electric pole on the red paint brush with a few characters: board
Market towns, One kilometer south. "How one kilometer to go?" Piece of road signs pointing the colt with a wry smile, "one kilometer to go, heat death Person in the car why not stop to town? "" Walk a thousand miles Road afraid the miles? Go. "Old Ma spoke Korean Looked around him some,

Whispers of a local man. As a senior trader, old horse on the south well aware that his Yingjiu sharp eyes never was as beautiful scenery and customs of the South of thousands of beautiful women, only those acting with them to pay attention to Suspect people.     Parking near the time, old
Horse suddenly quite a bit himself, because he saw the little black man is touching Nazhi Red bag, soft and fast action, touching the man in a circle along the red packets, but also touching Nazhi green bag. Nag Side of the hand to push the colt, while standing up, at the same time he
Saw the two men crossed the bag, the first near Door, nag notes in his hand than a length leftover bananas, there was nothing. Nag like they hands in the door is certainly open Kai moment, he’s a foot step s in that it decisively red bags on the pony had been asleep woke up finally,

Identify the odorfree. People drowsy summer afternoon’s journey Fell into a deep doze, each time moving a car suddenly awakened by Britain when it subconsciously glance out the window, the window still remains the area of Fujian and Guangdong Such as sliced like straight coastline, green fields of sugar cane, as well as same concrete
Bunkerstyle farmhouse. Those tired of the project Light Shouhui Dao compartment, and finally falls on the passage of two canvas bag, they are a bright red one green, the same volume Sample to a very huge, you do not know that it contained something, you have to move them more Kanji Yan. Bag’s owner was
The two traders from the north, Old and ponies, they are in the car, pony fell asleep leaning out of windows, the young childlike face a few Sun spot mottle split jumps, but always kept a cool old horse state, his eyes had been closely monitoring the two bags And the seat next to a few

The real Suifengerqu. This is a real feeling of death.     Downstairs is the commercial street. New Year’s day on the streets many people, so many people witnessed the scene of Yang Bo falls. Including the wife of Min Feng Yang Bo. Fung, was familiar with the fruit stand on her to buy oranges. Fruit
Stand owner said, you seemed Not to buy fruit for a long time, and Fung, pick a few oranges into the weighing pan, she said, fruit is too expensive, no money, food could not afford. Fung, holding oranges and flowers across the street toward home, looked at the balcony, she saw a person jumped off
The balcony, that People like Yang Bo.     That person is Yang Bo. Coach through the village was filled with people, vegetables, fruits and poultry in baskets with baskets on both sides of the windows wide open, but The hot air is blown out in the aggregate of ghost cars and strong to

Yang Bo thought, leaning over the cradle of the child together with the Moved to the balcony. He found a stuffed toy bear, a child’s hands, he said, when you do not want to cry, and you can play The Bear. Not me, some of you may be more happy.     Yang Bo his hands
And balcony, the balcony icy cold cement texture, while the sun was very warm. Yang Bo see the sky, and spell Red Balloon has already risen very high very high, now he can only see a little white dots illusion. Sky is Yang Bo familiar city City great indifference to extend in all directions. Yang Bo
Heard the music of Requiem haunt support over the city, he always points Bian Buchu where it came from.     12:15, Yang Bo leap the left in the world. Yang Bo heard a strange sound of the wind. He felt light body Ying incomparable, like the free fall of a leaf. He think this is

… Do not cry, you cry for me restless anxiety, you cry I am feeling bad.     … … Do not cry. If I can play how you say meal? I do not like violence, I prefer to avoid, but I can escape to Where to go?     … … Why are crying? You make
Me quiet a while, I’ve been very tired for no reason I can not stand your Cry.     … … Why should we cry? You make me feel desperate, you make me feel unreasonable to say the whole world, and I do not want to say , I have said enough.     … …
Well, you continue to weep. Now the only way I can hear you cry, or you from the balcony Dropped to, or I jump. I want to let me jump off it, so better. I can have a clear conscience.     Yang Bo to send their children back into the cradle, the child cried harder.

Balcony, sunny, dry diapers last night in the wind gently blowing over. listen See amid the din of the city’s music combined with a hint of Ruoyouruowu sound, like a famous Requiem, he felt sad that music Kang and distant, in the wind, sun and city to play the best sound effects. He can not
Tell where it came from, he would like to listen to security in the New Year Soul music may not be a good thing, at least it reminiscent of death.     Air with a red balloon, the balloon slowly floating up, the sun shining in the transparent color. Yang Bo, pointing to the child balloon
Son said, do not cry, you see Nazhi balloon, how beautiful it is. Children do not look towards Nazhi balloon, eyes closed he cry, cry May face and tears. Young Park felt a deep despair.     Do not cry, do not like to hear my cry, cry is the most annoying thing.     …

home. Was about to leave when the Fung, the same few Repertory Theatre Things have come. Fung, out of concern they look. Fung, morning only to dispel the idea of home. They asked Fung, and Yang Bo’s Discord, Fung, talking, could not help tears up. Group of colleagues to go almost noon when the Exotic
Mirror to see self Had upper eyelid swelling, it is difficult to see the look. She did not want to see her like this, Fung, she only had the afternoon to go back.     At noon, children are still crying from time to time. Since children were firecrackers have been crying after Xia Xing, Yang Bo
Tried a Cutting measures failed to stop the children crying. He gave the child the amount of body temperature, body temperature normal, that child has no fever. He no Do nothing, and he did not know why children start the year than when it cried.     Yang Bo up the child on a balcony,

The wrong calendar Mistake, but he did not want to correct this error.     This morning outside the window came a sound of firecrackers, the cradle of the children were scared to cry. Yang Bo went to the window, find the street People crowded than usual, he saw the department store far hung out
The red lanterns, lanterns have a "celebration of New Year’s Day" four major Word. Yang Bo realized that it was originally holiday, holidays are always very noisy and very crowded. People like to be forgiven festival, Yang Bo only Feel too noisy firecrackers.     New Year’s Day memories of that day became Fung,
A terrible day. Fung, originally prepared to go home that day, she knew she Sooner or later have to go back, deliberately chose this day New Year’s Day because this day symbolizes a new beginning. Morning about eight o’clock the Exotic Bought a bunch of her favorite pink, with a large package ready to go

Minutes, which makes waiting for the phone next to the person claiming Yang Bo said, I can not, you We did not hear? I did not want to say, I am just an honest audience.     Yang Bo Fung, had received a telephone call. Yang Bo took the microphone did not hear anything when, he said,
Who are you? Other side Sound, Yang Bo heard a slight sob a similar sound, and then the phone was hung up, seat of your pants Yang Bo knows to play Phone is Feng Min. He wanted a woman on the phone like how to express her feelings, women are naturally inclined to this semihidden Banlou
Of Way.     This winter Yang Bo almost lost the concept of time. Yang Bo is not the calendar at home, only a roll of landscape photography art calendar, art Still remain in the July calendar. July is hot and romantic summer. Now is the winter, and sometimes Yang Bo found a picture of