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  apricot April rain blow the Tomb Sweeping Festival Green cemetery, quiet stone on the road in twos and threes, leaving behind footprints in Europe, such as a seat neat tombstone unified planning good face, tangled between texture the boundaries between life and death.
  lie the tombs of this area was short of people and I am not a relative, so even I have already forgotten his face, and perhaps his face is my ditch and gully gully on the cerebral cortex of the ups and downs, because I remember too deep, so forget too light. For this unknown to me, I can not even three years out of the house, for he shook too much to bear gossip, too much remorse.
  slowly opened the trunk of memories, that evening three years ago, faintly discernible,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], as the yellowing newspapers that look like I wet the yellow gradually withered into time, and his stalwart appearance just as the tomb of which tree the memory of the yellowed, still tall and straight with the robust colors.
  three years ago that day, I was a stubborn child. Physical defects in the head I suffered much ridicule of others, the family's poverty, expansion of the retina to the teacher, my humble soul easily filter out of her sight.
  three years ago that day, he was a young father home from work, he is a policeman, with a smile, through the bustling crowd, listening to the babbling son over the phone.
  day three years ago, I suffered from rumors of the invasion of despair. The late autumn evening, setting sun is still covering the old bridge, I carried a tape of the bag broke, tumble from the outskirts of urban areas went to the bridge. I can not tell north and south face of tears, of instincts, such as satellite positioning and navigation instruments, I cried squat, leaning against the iron chain a little unsteadily.
  day three years ago, he happy to go down from the bus, all the way home in the direction toward the trot, on the road to buy a Monkey King Sun painted a balloon, his son hear humming the songs, ran the direction of home, every day, he must go through a bridge, bridge with no bottom of the river, muddy rapids of the waves ... ...
  three years ago, that evening, I stumbled to stand up, stop weep, looking at the deep water, I know that the door to heaven earth, heaven is my home that I want to go back to my place to go! I smacked off the dust, unloaded like a bag under the shoulder yoke, I looked around the helpless, and no one see my way,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], no one wants to see me! I use both hands Banzhu a rusty iron fence,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], struggling to climb, stand on the parapet, the cynical tide roaring down the call, the moment my legs begin weak, trembling trembling. I raised my head, I saw the gap with this alien world, I take a deep breath, closed my eyes ... ...
  three years ago, that evening, he was happily looking at the bridge because the bridge over there His home, his wife made a delicious meal waiting for him, his two sons for a deep kiss for Daddy. With positive phase, beyond the bridge, a young moaning light turn round, and then turn despair too far to go, girl, slowly climbing over the fence, looking toward the water. He pressed, and the hands of the balloon slowly across the sky, his hands sliding into the unknown from the sky, while he trotted, ran toward the girl, running and shouting: \
  moment three years ago, I slowly open arms, as the birds learn the river down to the cold, that moment, I just fell on the Simmons soft bed, the river is my habitat I am desperate to start falling, that moment, I suddenly heard the call of a person, but I have opened his wings, the plane will never fly backwards day, and I can not for the voice of concern and let the clock back At that moment I suddenly want to die, and I think many have touched me or happy picture, the moment I am not willing to fall! I fell into the river, the waves splashed by my Lao Gao, ripples are well I turned away, the lake is the biting cold pain, and I fell deep water, bitter water into my eyes, mouth and the nasal cavity, and then my body began to slowly rise, my hands began to weak hitting, doing the last fight ... ...
  moment three years ago, he blasted it ran out bridges, the girl is well prepared to sprint event of death, when he held out his hand to grab the girl, the girl had jumped into the river, her hair swinging in the wind any, her body falling into a meteor. He did not even try,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], he hastily took off his uniform, jumped into the river following the girls.
  According to witnesses, a man with no shoes off to jump into the river ... ...
  According to eyewitnesses, the man clearly saw how the water river rapids ... ...
  According to witnesses, a man was pulling the girls over and over again, little by little without the efforts ... ...
  According to eyewitnesses, the girl was a man tied to a rope on the crowd, the girl holding hands , the girl in the slowly rising and the man slowly sink to the bottom, and later, a man not a trace ... ...
  salvage officials said, according to the man's dead body was recovered the next morning in the downstream to the ... ...
  According to salvage officials said the man was pulled again when the hand is raised high, like holding something ... ...
  wife, according to men, that day is the man Birthday ... ...
  three years, and I do not suffer from heart all the time condemned the life of my own humble sacrifice the soul of a respected high, I have not Suicide, it will let others pay the price. Three years, and that the wife of police officers are often called, tell me, brave alive,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], I'm her husband, the continuation of life. Three years, I pen stopped working, and finally in my experience in life and death cycle, changing the Chinese character into a road to warn those who later commit suicide, I would like to use the meager royalties, in favor of infinite power, Let the children Buzhi Yu camped benefactor. Three years, the first time I found my values, I finally have the courage to enter the tomb of Court.
  put a bouquet of flowers and took a deep bow of a bow, say, a year after I came to see you!
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