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Purple Iris


A people can not stop the temptation of the enemy's colors. In China as the representative of Eastern culture, the purple has long been regarded as auspicious. Purple Western culture were given a mystery.
purple before my eyes suddenly moving forward, I think some people something. Shen if my high school, have the same interest as we became friends, talk about poetry with the film. He is a very talented poet, junior high school in But he is also a melancholy boy, living in a fairy tale poems.
He often said, this world is dirty,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], I do not fit in here. In his poem i can smell a hint of floral, like a purple plant, it is really strange, I actually could smell the colors - a joke!
purple garden,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], the sink and his poetry, if, in this world belongs to him blossom in full bloom, also worth noting that no man of his poetry,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], only a pure girl like the snow in general. I asked him, he saith, I know. But it has not told me, the romantic poet is ashamed to express such feelings, really made me somewhat puzzled. But I know it was his fairy tale princess.
After high school, and he has not been met, but in another message on the phone or QQ. The poetry is full of college kids give up, not him but his score is not enough courage to accept that the university environment, he chose the freedom of wandering life.
I told him the young poet is probably that they need out of the natural environment, to reach the true nature, but I know he is trying to avoid life. Then I think they are wrong, life goals are different, why do you do the same process.
he was removed in Beijing, Shanghai, Qingdao and other major cities. My book is also plastered all over his poems published in literary magazine clippings. Questions below is a generic name all: Purple - a maverick of the wandering poet.
I asked him, you find your princess thing? I sat in front of the computer waiting for his answer, after a long time before he had a few words to me: Kai, I want to fall in love.
he added that he did not want to drift off, he will have to choose between poetry and love and then give it one. Why not both choose their own poetry, but also to choose their own love it. I was minded person, I do not believe I can do two things at the same time, not I do not like write poetry, but I feel I should have been closed out of their tall bell.
Later, he and like in this world as the air evaporates, he said he went looking for their princess. When he left we had dinner together, it was four years after we graduated the first time we met, the doll goes on his face filled with naive four years of wind and frost.
he still spoke little,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], but I asked him answer. Between words is Tuibeihuanzhan. After the wine had Sanxun, vegetables than five flavors. At this time two people have been caged like the alcohol in the thick of them.
's also chatted to the pleasantries over, the parents pull pull over. You'll feel a glass of wine or two people are choking, and the role of alcohol in both of them, so that two people had become stiff. I do not know what words to break the deadlock in the air dull. I think he has not yet begun to change, he was living in a rural patch of purple, not daring to accept the things outside, and even love the eyes of the modern young man accustomed to seeing things Andean air.
this world is dirty, the whole world, perhaps this also includes me. If only one person guarding Shen purple patch of garden, the world's only Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss. The Wandering finding love does not end, with the sun rose, spring to spring. one to two years if
Shen, south to Shanghai. Since then the magazine disappeared from his work on the journal. Chan Yuen soft
high school had sent me a text message, saying that if it went to her sink, and gave her a letter one who can not read the poem, the latter also must document two words are the sea . Ms Sophie
I asked if he has said something else. She told me that since she had received no letter from him, even the contact did not leave. I was about to tell her sink if the phone can be soft-wan told me that she looked online but has been empty number. Ms Sophie
I told that boy like you, that letter is addressed to your letter. Very soft demeanor wan smile, how could ah, certainly a joke, I got married the next month, he is blessing me.
hung up the phone I always think that is called It was a Saturday afternoon, the evening is getting on. I sat in a cafe one corner of the wall, bored trance. The words so full of tolerance appeared to be very bad to him. If you want to jump out of his Shen perhaps a person's world, with a new image to pursue his own true love, which is regarded as his own a great attempt.
I think he was He found his love of the thing? Why is love for others can fall in love, while the Shen as abnormal if it is difficult. We think he still waiting for a reply to his soft-wan. Wan had heard soft laughter, and he laughed until the tears will be shed.
long time did not drink, I rarely go out in winter. Convenience store and bought several bags of lamb and a few bottles of wine. This is leaving me, and suddenly they look to stay in the magazine stalls - I saw the purple of poetry.
I hurriedly ran to throw in the hands of almost anything. His poetry, the poet is back, and I looked out the window, the sun is still shining.
eating side dishes at home, drinking a small wine really did quite happy, but I do not understand the last sentence of his poems: death, for a poet is another way of life. Shen if a genius is a fool, and his mind is always a bar, do one thing and another thing to impossible to do. I am glad he went back to poetry, he is only suitable for a poet, a lonely wanderer wandering. Later, if the poem
fewer Shen, and he used No waves of love, only purple on the inside life of rural and Happy Prince.
this story does not at this stop. But I do not have the courage to write it, it was a suicide note or watching for the end of the world. Waiting for the reader to imagine that,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], in any case end to end. Simple and natural as Yunjuanyunshu general. If the tombstones around
Shen always crowded with purple flowers, are all about poetry fans should do. Misty rain hit the glass in the car, and was flung to one side wiper. My hands holding lavender iris, thin rain fell on the light purple petals, and then uphold the splash. Stone goes on with a smile on the face, both familiar and sad. My clothes getting soaked by the rain, deserted air, tears will all become blurred. Leaves the floor, with the passage of time and slowly corruption. Covered with green leaves in spring next year, the branches will naturally have a regular cycle.
I think a poet, think he will somewhere in the world to continue his journey. Even though I can not see his presence felt, it was a purple Iris Qinxiang ... ...
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