subject: Inside My Brain A Little Bit Of A Search [print this page] Day, preoccupied, bustlingDay, preoccupied, bustling. Way to go shopping, see a family of three people. Do not watch too much, just glanced at. See a man lying asleep in the wood, the face I do not know the fire burns or vitiligo, anyway, looks terrible. A woman holding a child in the front. A large group of people are onlookers with. I immediately walked, but looking back, put down a dollar.
Whenever a bad mood is even more reluctant to see such heart-breaking scenes.
Moreover, its never done a onlookers in the street. If they can afford to help, such as how many helping hands. Should the failure to respond to quietly leave.
Lanzhou, capital of Gansu Province. I fly and walk at your side. Your picture I intend inadvertent viewing.
Lanzhou, I came. Where you left a footprint ... I deeply shallow ...
Although starting from childhood, I have been not truly left the swim, but I still can not become sailors, both in the shallow sea or in the swimming pool, I swim posture is always so stuffy so monotonous, and is only a 20 m swim.
No wonder, sometimes every swim, I have never intention to train swimming skills, but he kept poking random shot in the water, nature, swimming skills to progress is not that a lot of times the water Daoshi choke. However, each time the water despite the exhausting swim, but how many hearts filled with meet.
Speaking of swimming was fun, the most fun time than a child. At that time, our neighbors will always be a few small partners get together, go hand in hand to run away and the village stream or Hetang, then excitedly groundwater, we Guangliu the body in the water playing with each other, poking pat, laughing, extremely happy! Of course, if their parents found each swim, the total will inevitably have to be reprimanded some seriously, will be beaten.
Later, as environmental pollution, streams, and bright clear water in the original Pond Sludge has gradually become cloudy, dirty or mildew smell. I bring a child swimming with small partners cozy kind of unlimited fun, but also years of the end of the long, naturally.
Adolescent's pain, his family was bleak moment, rapid human indifference, debt collection, Year, depression, self-isolation, reading and writing, family labor, less gray hair, stomach, weight loss has been filled with these words I During the junior and senior high school. Although in the case, every summer the summer, I still find time to his home not far from the shallow swimming area, sometimes alone, sometimes invite a few buddy.
In Zhanjiang on the college student, I once rode a bike with several friends went to Kinshasa and the sea view corridor, and classmates have been to the East with the island group, each of Beihai Silver Beach where these can swim, I basically will be launched. To these, can not afford to always hook my memory of the soft part of the swim.
Studying this period in Zhanjiang, if want me to find out about swimming a little difficult to forget to fragment, so that students and other friends with the A division of the swimming pool to swim Cham, as a student card, so the door is very low fares . Am ashamed to say, the swimming pool in the Cham division, compared to a swimming pool inside the shuttle, such as fish swimming by, I just was landlubbers. I would like to swim among the students, most of the movement is not for pure, they may be more or less with an "ulterior motives" mentality, and some couple more no doubt the opportunity to swim with , inside the pool to create a skin contact with "Feeling the water edge."
Indeed, first came to Cham previous swimming teacher swimming pool, how much I have with "ulterior motives" mentality, that is to take the opportunity to peek inside the pool to swim in the beautiful girl graceful posture. Unfortunately, I was nearsighted, although not the depth of myopia, but take off glasses, jumped into the pool, seeing nothing but gray sudden, and the beautiful scenery project can also have big change.
After work, I will occasionally go swimming, but the number is few.
The summer months of 2008 one day, I suddenly received a long working outside, long-lost friend on the phone. A friend told me that he returned home from the field two days ago, he was home on leave to the care of some personal things.
We have a good talk, some small talk about consultation, I have suggested that the past two days on, we find a few friends together at a local beach to get some fresh air, swim. I have not completely finished, he Lianlian Cheng good.
The next day, by invitation of the Friends of the people also hit it off.
I vaguely remember, it was a sun with soft summer afternoon, we bought a dozen of Qingdao beer and some peanuts, and then drove four motorcycles, spent nearly 20 minutes of work will reach the destination .
Where swimming is not yet developed a virgin beach, small in size, but with soft white sand, this place, although not scene not seductive, but there is a quiet beauty.
Overlooking the water, day phase, the blue sky, pure and have people think of a baby's tender face; shaking off while several rafts floating fishing boats, fishermen are casting a net stout simple and honest.
We are submerged in the cool ground, emitting a smell of salt water inside, while poking pat and talk, talk and laugh while shouting ... ... finally tired, tired, wet and then we went to another beach after another, standing, squatting, sitting, lying down, one point of time in minutes, a second second to last ... ... the setting sun sink into the sea has gone, golden light splashed the sea, my heart filled with indescribable joy and peace , a long absence, the poetic suddenly flowing in my veins. My friends and I drink a beer on the beach, and we clink our shouting against the vast sea, warm sea breeze surrounded by brackish our bodies, ears filled with the sound waves excited ... ...
Now, inside my brain a little bit of a search, the warmth of the swimming segment always easy to pop up.
After that, I also went to the Phoenix Cave Hill Swimming Pool in Guangzhou, Shantou, Sin Chew home swimming pool ... ... but still can not find those long lost previously, cool, warm, comfortable feeling of swimming.
Those words linger in the ear, pulled me through every day, every night.
That man is still in the 1000 meters, the lives of their own poetic life.
Think of you sitting in the car on the mountain to play phone, cold wind and chaos black burst you look like, mouth not feel up.
Remember you handing me deadpan writing paper, turned out the back, lost my heart.
You do not want someone else because you do not like the place more than words, so even if the students that you were very cold does not matter. Well, here you should hate it! Otherwise, you will not be so decisively to leave.
You say, that should not be hate, but a feeling. You do not feel like it. Indeed, the place to be for a long time, will be suffocating. So, am I should be glad that you escaped from here?
