You’re so fast. It’s already sunny.
I was relieved to walk side by side with that man, who kept asking me questions. The women saw us talking and ran from behind.
The man was carrying a big wicker bag, and the 40-year-old woman was holding a puppy, and the older girl was carrying a bag, and the other girl was carrying a small wicker bag, and the dancer was carrying a big bag, and the 40-year-old woman was slowly talking to me.
It’s a college student. The older girl whispered to the dancer, I turned around and heard the dancer say yes with a smile. I also know that the island is always born.
This group of artists is a Hong Kong resident of Oshima Bofu. They said that it had been cold since coming from the island in spring, and they returned to the island from Ito Hot Springs after staying in the field for another ten days before they were ready for winter. As soon as I heard about Oshima, this place became more and more poetic. I looked at the beautiful bun of the dancer and inquired about all kinds of situations in Oshima.
Many dancer who came to our place to swim said to that accompanying women.
It’s summer, right? I said, turning around.
The dancer panicked, and the idol was answering winter in a small way.
winter
The dancer still looks at the companion woman and laughs.
Do you swim in winter? I said again that the dancer blushed but nodded her head gently in a serious way
The child is an idiot, said the forty-year-old woman with a smile
It’s about 20 kilometers’ journey to Tangye along Hejin, Sichuan and Valley. After crossing the top of the mountain, people feel the scenery of the south China. My man continued to talk and became intimate. After passing through the small villages such as Chuancheng Pear, he could see the thatched roof of Tangye in the foothills. At this time, I decided to travel to the field with them. He was very happy to hear that.
When I arrived at Tangye Inn, when the 40-year-old woman’s face showed farewell to me, he told me that this one said he would go with us.
Yes, yes, the journey has formed many friendships. Chatters like us can also relieve your worries and boredom. Then come in and have a rest. She casually replied that the girls looked at me together without any surprise and looked at me in silence with a little shyness.
We all walked together. The luggage was unloaded on the second floor of the inn. The partition boards were old and dirty. They came from the floor. She sat in front of me, her face flushed and her hands were shaking. The tea bowl was coming from the saucer. She was afraid that it would fall down and the tea was placed on the mat. I was shocked to see her shame.
Oh, I hate this child’s feelings. The 40-year-old woman frowned as if she were shocked, threw the rag over, and the dancer picked it up and wiped the mat mechanically.
This unexpected remark suddenly made me reflect on my own ideas, and I felt that my wife at the top of the mountain was stirring up my thoughts.
At this moment, the 40-year-old woman kept staring at me and suddenly said, "It’s really nice for this girl to wear navy blue and white patterned clothes." So she kept staring at the woman next to her again and again and asked her if the patterned cloth was the same pattern for the first time, didn’t she? Then she told me that she left a child in her hometown. Now I remembered his patterned cloth. It’s too bad that the child is wearing the same pattern recently.
What school?
Ordinary fifth grade
Oh, ordinary fifth grade is really
Now I am in Jiafu School. I have lived in my hometown of Oshima for many years, but it is Jiafei Jiafu.
After an hour’s rest, the man took me to another hot spring hotel. Until now, I thought that artists lived in the same small hotel. We walked a long section of gravel road from the street, and the stone slab passed by the river near the public bath bridge. Opposite the bridge is the hot spring hotel courtyard. I entered the hotel bathroom. The man followed me. He said that he was twenty-four years old, and his wife gave birth to premature babies twice, and so on. Because he was wearing the coat of Yinchanggang Hot Spring Firm, I thought he was a Changgang native, and judging from his appearance and manner, he was quite knowledgeable. I imagined that he was probably
After taking a shower, I immediately had lunch, which was sent from Tangdao at 8 o’clock in the morning, but it was not yet 3 o’clock in the afternoon.
The man greeted me from the yard when he left.
Take this and buy some persimmons to eat. I’m sorry I can’t go upstairs. I said I wrapped some money and threw it. He refused to take the money and was going to walk, but the paper bag had been left in the yard. He turned around and picked it up.
This can’t be done, he said, throwing the paper bag around on the thatched roof. I threw it again and he took it away.
There was a heavy rain in the evening, and the images of the mountains were all dyed white. The river in front of it turned cloudy and yellow, making a loud noise. I don’t think the dancers would go around the streets to perform artistry in such a heavy rain, but I couldn’t sit still and went into the bathroom two or three times. The room was dim and adjacent, and there was a square mouth beam with a lamp hanging from it. There were two rooms.
In the fierce rain, the drums came slightly in the distance. I pulled it as if I were going to scratch the wooden cover. It seemed that some wind and rain were hitting my head. I closed my eyes and listened to where the drums passed. Soon after I came here, I heard the three-stringed sound, the long cry of women and the lively laughter. Then I learned that the artists were called to the restaurant hall opposite the inn. I could distinguish two or three women and three or four men’s sounds. I waited and thought that I would turn here as soon as the performance was over, but the banquet was very lively. It seems that the sharp voice of a woman always penetrates the dark night like a flash, and I’m a little nervous and sit there with the window open all the time, and my heart lights up every time I hear the drum.
Ah, the dancer is at a banquet. She is sitting and playing the drums.
When the drums stop, people get impatient. I am immersed in the rain.
Soon, I don’t know if everyone is chasing each other or dancing in circles. The chaotic pace lasted for a long time, and then suddenly it was quiet. I opened my eyes wide as if I wanted to see what was going on in this silence through the darkness. I was worried that the dancer wouldn’t be ruined tonight.
I went to the bathroom with a wooden window, and my heart was still very painful. After a shower, the rain stopped. Now the moon has been washed by the rain. The autumn night is bright and bright. I think it is still possible to walk barefoot in the bathroom. I spent two hours like this.
chapter three
three
The man came to my room just after 9: 00 the next morning. I just got up and invited him to take a bath. The weather in Nanyidou Xiaoyangchun was sunny and beautiful. The rising river was warmly covered in the sunshine in the bathroom. I felt that I was troubled like a dream last night. I told the man that you were so late last night.
What, you heard me?
Of course I heard you.
It’s all local people. This place will make mischief and yell. It’s not interesting at all.
I was silent if he was like that.
Those guys came to the opposite bath. You see, they seem to notice that they are still laughing here. In the direction he pointed, I looked at the public bath on the other side of the river, and seven people emerged in the steam.
Suddenly, from the end of the dark bath, a naked woman came running there to do something to jump from the strip field to the river bank. She stretched out her arms straight and shouted something. She was naked and didn’t even have a towel. This is the dancer. I looked at her snow-white body and stretched her legs like a small tung tree. I felt a clear spring wash my body and mind, sighed deeply and sneered. She was still a child. When she found out that we were happy, she ran naked to the sun, stood on tiptoe and stretched herself. I laughed heartily.
Because the dancer’s hair is too medium, I always thought she was seventeen, and she was dressed as a young girl. I guess it was all wet.
Soon after my man returned to my room, the older girl came to the hotel yard to see the chrysanthemum garden dancer who had just walked in the middle of the bridge. The forty-year-old woman came from the public bath and looked at the dancer in the direction of both of them. Suddenly, she shrank her shoulders and thought that she would be scolded or go back, so she smiled and stepped back.
A 40-year-old woman came to the bridge and raised her voice to call you to play.
The older girls also said, come and play. They all went back, but the man sat until evening.