小学1年级 - 小说 阅读指导

Seven years later, on the day the people and things in the.

Bright lights, pale green liquor, wine cup with Jun three thousand, spring is not sad.

You hold a cigarette, allowing the smoke.

You don't say a thing.

You are reading. Is " the unbearable lightness of being ".

Your face and expression in the smoke partly hidden and partly visible.

See all the cigarette butts. I want to take a unburnt cigarette butts, poked in the palm.

If you are in pain, I can feel.

Tea table a few oranges, I sit on the ground, leaning on the sofa, oranges. Listen to the root of finger circulation smoke in your tender voice.

I don't believe in love, do not believe.

At least you should believe me.

I believe in life.

I believe love, believe, do not believe in yourself.

Then you handed me a cigarette.

I noticed your long and strong fingers.

Give up, want to live a few years.

You smile.

Through the smoke, guess you must be evil.

Why do you smoke? Lonely?

I am not lonely, just want someone to accompany me, quietly with good.

She will accompany you.

Said all you said, not to say not to say.

I have also read, " the unbearable lightness of being ". I figure life cannot bear is heavy. When the body is light, the soul will never again. Want to run it, too tired. I want to let the soul control body.

You mean, to substances must be rich.

Why do you say that?

Substances is not rich, the body will be tired, trapped in tedious deadlock. The soul will float, no traction.

You said so, and it stands to reason. I can use.

You smile, the evil smile.

I will be materialized?

Fuel state very easy. You decide.

I did not speak out. Maybe as you said, not to say not to say.

Orange I finished, I should leave, I just went to a orange about.

You can't forget me, at least not until I forget you forgot me.

You don't say.

I turned to leave. Saying goodbye, goodbye, it is best to leave.

In 222 the beginning of the road, wandering and wandering plot gradually faded out of the story.

A look at a very like you man, by his evil smile attracted.

You are the cold deep pool?

He laughed. Sorry, you are mistaken.

Too late to ask him if he remembered the orange about, he had walked into the crowd. Maybe he really is you, but I did not see. We did not see. I just see me, have been materialized. Maybe now you'll see the answer.

Life beginning, still beautiful. I always remember, please remember.

Fleeting time travel, people come, people go. It is, I had not learned. I have been waiting for the 222 bus, and a flower blossom heart. I planted the stone has been bad, still do not meet again once the story.