"The girl was born with good appearance, and her upbringing was needless to say. Under the cultivation of her mother, she was free by nature and had her own opinions on everything.". At the age of 18, she fell in love with a slovenly man and loved him like crazy, but the man's artistic temperament made him indifferent. She could not bear such contempt and went abroad with another man who loved her. I didn't stay with that man after I went abroad. She had the child of the artistic man, and she gave birth to a baby boy half a year later. At first, life was extremely difficult, but the tenacity of the family made her survive. She worked and started her own business until she set up her own studio, and gradually became popular in the local Chinese circle. She dotes on her son and teaches him everything, including Chinese, but not painting. When he was a child, the little boy's secret drawings were torn up by her whenever he saw them, and he was severely beaten in the palm of his hand until he said, I hate drawing.. Simply because she hated the man, the father of the child. In this way, the boy grew up until he was 17 years old, and his mother let him go back to China. He suddenly appeared in front of his nominal father. Because she said that for 17 years, she wanted to see the man's expression of surprise and regret. It's satisfying just to think about it. Light of Sculpture (5) Touch the penholder gently with your finger pulp and rub it back and forth. This story is very drifting and far away from me. I always thought Xia Xia was the farthest drift I knew. How can they be so unfortunate all their lives? "Do you sympathize with the mother or the daughter?" I can't answer it. If my life only lets me choose like this, I would rather not choose. Loneliness is loneliness. Who can stand it? Speaking of it, the boy is the most pitiful. He is trapped in the loneliest place. I lament other people's lives. Hugh, do you want to draw me? He darted up to me again, his eyes shining. Such a good opportunity, I pressed, "draw!" People who don't want money are like models. If you catch them, you will lose them. I looked intently at him again and again from behind the drawing board, and he blushed for a moment. I couldn't help laughing in bad taste. Xiu, in fact, you just threw the book over and it was all right. "Huh?" "It's really nothing." He laughed, his eyebrows slightly curved, "." I'll get out of the way. "Don't laugh!"! You can't draw that face when you smile! I'm not sure what his message is. You are always self-willed when you shouldn't be. Xiu, you are hardly self-willed. I was speechless, but I turned the world upside down. I am the person who is waiting for the magnificent nirvana of senior four. What am I capricious about? Why do I only read their letters for a long time but never reply? Do you know that this is the capriciousness of Su Liuxiu? How do you want me to be capricious? What position do I have? "Master Duan, what are you going to say? Capricious, you teach me?" Poke me where it hurts. Almost sneer. I'm always not sure. So much so that he pulled out to stand on the open stairs, I am still not sure: Why do I have to stand in the rain when I ask how capricious? "I know you only read their letters and never answer them." "So what?" Suddenly he lost his confidence and turned his head. The fear of being pressed and neglected on weekdays comes from behind, and the heat empties from the soles of the feet, face detection android , making it almost impossible to stand steadily. The spring in front of us has obviously come, and I don't know that the willows are green. Duan Zi's hand gently stroked my head. Is it comforting. As the rain began to wet my hair, I thought of those letters, and the obscure tone of Xia Xia before, and our future that could not be seen clearly. Close your eyes slowly. My eyes are hot. At the end of spring and the beginning of summer, the temperature of the rain is like this, and it is still cool. But his hands seemed colder, trembling gently above my head. Duan Zi, is what you call willfulness crying in the rain? Really Childish. [Disappear. After that After that, I didn't see Duan Zi. Not sure from which day, he did not come to the painting for a long time, only to find that he did not come to school for a long time. Come to think of it, he is going abroad. Two weeks later, in summer, people around him began to wear short sleeves, and the weather often rained. I continued to use the self-study class to draw four and draw. The letter from Xiao Jiu and Sha Tin came cautiously and carefully. I continued to read the letter and did not reply, waiting for the date to approach. But one day I saw Duan Zi again. Walking through the playground behind a straight-backed woman, he seemed to realize what was looking this way, but quickly turned around the next second. I think he saw me. It turns out that our communication is limited to the simple space of drawing four. Everything else is not counted. After that, it disappeared completely. I'm nervous about preparing for the exam. Time flies, I thought it was a long year, but suddenly it came to me. I still remember telling my mother about her depressed face when she retook the exam, and now I see her busy figure, but suddenly her throat is a little blocked. Xiao Jiu and Sha Tin called me with conscience. One told me not to forget anything and the other told me not to eat indiscriminately so as not to have diarrhea. I don't know whether to laugh or cry. But never wait for a few words of Duan Zi, I began to doubt whether there is Duan Zi in the end. If not, I'm really bored this year. Laugh at it greatly. Followed by a thorough graduation. Summer vacation is coming completely. On the day when the admission notice came, I looked at the name of the school I dreamed of and began to have an illusion, but the feeling of joy was far less full than that of my mother. I remember she said she didn't like me to go so far. How has it changed. It was not until one day that she told me to bring someone with her that I suddenly realized. When I saw that the man was Lao Gao, I was even more surprised. Then I looked at them meekly and smiled, "Mom, I hope you will always be happy.". He returned the key to Lao Gaoqian and cleaned it thoroughly, a pen rolled to the floor, some paintings, and a book. Duan Zi's book. After thinking about it, I didn't take it. I'm not sure he'll come back for it. Light of Sculpture (6) The summer with Xiao Jiu and Sha Tin will never be lonely. I'm still allergic to alcohol, but I can sleep with them in a pile of empty bottles. Before the collapse of consciousness, I heard Xiao Jiu say, "Six, we will go to the art gallery together." There are countless pairs of beautiful eyes looking at me in the dream. And then excited, inexplicably excited. I got on the train with Xiao Jiu until I arrived at the northern city where I was dreaming, and I seemed to be in a dream that I couldn't wake up. It is still an invisible future, but the heart is full of sails. hsdtouch.com