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Moon Lake - Longbridge memories

In the old yard of the city, skyscrapers, coming and going. Every corner of the world, people bustle in their own future. Streets are lined with pretty faces, garish costumes and flowers as random chatter in the branches in the wind, in the loneliness of fearless beaming open!
I'm like a previous generation to move off in the summer of the fourth year of the University from Shanghai, was assigned to the outskirts of Changsha remanded the three-month internship. It was a distant, small and nearly hidden. Remanded high wall stretching yellow slopes, dense woods of Bi can be accessed day and slender in the woods trail gives rise to a desperate, passionate emotion. At this moment, a scene that I thought that my loneliness is doomed, I never would never expect there will be a beautiful girl in a place like this angel-like, accompanied by the anxiety of my troubled my room living alone, hut to bring joy and dreams.
Hardworking efforts to squeeze out a flood of day and night. The guitar's sound and the soaring fingers smoke reflection of my memories with me through the most intolerable time in those days. Years of experience has made me more familiar to adapt to and even love for this life, but twenty-four hours a day still makes me feel long.
Day in mid-September, because the relationship of a case, I went to receive and the second floor of the office to pick up a material. Is preparing to go on the telephone room, stairs sounded a bell. Originally this was never about me, but the corridor was empty, my heart filled with a sense of responsibility to listen to the phone.
"Hello" the voice of the girl's a crisp, "Will the Longbridge detention?"
"I'm sorry, here is the Longbridge remanded by."
Originally, it was in relation to the end, but she added: "I am the" Open Time "magazine reporter, hoping to understand your side of several units some cases, May I have your name?"
"I'm sorry, I'm an intern!"
She still did not hang up the phone oakley sunglasses wholesale, and like a investigators asked my school, place of origin, name and age.
Two 12? You should call my sister. "
Silence, and I think might fall into her trap.
"Silence is golden? How? Sing?"
I expressed to her self-confidence.
Her one, exclaimed: "Wow, I like!"
She forced me to sing that song silence is gold songs, and her almost professional standard of "Auld Lang Syne" rebate, I feel there has never been happy.
Before the end of the phone, I learned her name, and agreed that the next Sunday to receive and to meet.
That Sunday, we are talking about very pandering, random joke, as if the long-awaited friend forgotten acquaintance cautious.
Later, her every weekend, taking the time to bring some fruit, snacks, and books from the city to receive and to often, even from home fried dishes "Zhou Ji of the impoverished. Sometimes I feel bad because, after all, meet by chance; sometimes take for granted, because we as pandering and no distance.
Often in the evening the phone, talk for a long time. Talk to our work, and talk to each other impressions and life experiences. Faced with more forest breeze and gradually fall in the twilight, her faint voice countless times to shock me. I do not know when I told her that wonderful feeling. Her enthusiasm and intelligence, sincerity and optimism, talent and beauty are the same token, I was shocked, let me forget! I decided to make a confession to her face.
Soon, to the Mid-Autumn Festival. That afternoon, she came to Longbridge, let me where she went to the feast. She lived in a spacious high-rise bedroom, looking ahead, on the balcony of the Xiangjiang River is moist. The night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, moon cast thing that catches the water, sparkling waves fascinating. Therefore, a piece of residential areas have a very beautiful name - Moon Lake!
Throughout the evening, I am very disturbed. Her warm greeting anxiety and confused my mind. Satisfactory until the moonlight drive to make all kinds of hustle and bustle, Moon Lake was quiet, I finally blushing she said, I've been in love with the city.
She seems to hear not surprised, just silently watched me a long time, said: "I hope you will forgive me. I was going to a person after a lifetime in my life, work and friends, no love you also do not know how! "
The face of desperate widened eyes, she did not have any explanation, just say let us continue to make friends, good friends!
The bright moon is still impeccable perfection. The face of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the first time I feel to this mystery, like in a satisfactory scar.
Couple of weekends later, she still went to see my, as usual, with fruit, snacks, and books, as well as those of her hand-fried dishes. I also continue diligent receive and work, and embrace an almost tragic mood to win the goodwill of the up and down.
However, the return date has finally arrived, I embarked on the upcoming train bound for Shanghai.
She wore a very particular, very good clothes, stand alone in the car window reveals a pale, beautiful face. Kind of innocent, weak, lonely pale and let my heart aching.
"In the future also went to Changsha to?"
"Maybe, maybe not."
"No matter to or do not come wholesale oakley sunglasses, I hope you will remember me."
When the train started, and she held out a photograph. Photo, she wore a green summer, according to the Qing Shiqiao bar loudly laugh. Behind that piece of her own daily morning to evening in the bustling crowd, the beautiful Moon Lake.
November 10, 1993 in the Chinese political Park, east of the river

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