Novella: Little Clever

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There are many bamboo shoot brothers and sisters, but many of them have not been to school, and those who can go to school to read books are only in the school in the village. Only he read out the village school, read the township school, and read all the way to the vast place outside the ravine of his hometown.

Bamboo shoots are the most read in the family.

The grandson was at home, third in line, with two older sisters on top; son, he was the eldest.

The two sisters, who studied for him, did not enter the school door. Father and mother pinned their hopes on him, hoping that he could read books and glorify his ancestors in the future.

For this hope, some of The bamboo shoot's younger brothers did not go to school, and some only went to the village school and read some books. And spend all the energy of the family on reading for the bamboo shoots.

Bamboo shoots also live up to their father, in school, good reading, grades in the front, often received praise from teachers. The teacher saw the father of the bamboo shoots and said to him: The bamboo shoots are a seedling of reading, and if they are well supplied, they will definitely have a chance in the future.

When the father heard this, he was very happy, and his eyes withered became bright. On his wrinkled face, flowers bloomed. Say to the bamboo shoots: Read well, wherever you read, I will provide."

Bamboo shoots read all the way from the village to the township, from the township to the town, from the town to the county.

I don't know if it was because of talent or because of other reasons, despite the hard work and hard work of The Shoots, in the end he did not go to school, did not enter the place of his dreams, and did not realize his father's hope for him, from the county, he returned home.

Back at home, his father was a little disappointed, the bamboo shoots did not go to school, did not earn him face, so many years, hard work for him to go to school, but also in vain. The bamboo shoots are also very lost, the people are very painful, the eyes become dim, and the face is sad. Looking at his son like this, the father thought in his heart, the bamboo shoots are also trying their best, probably because they are not talented enough, they do not have the life of eating a light meal in their lives, they come back, they come back, where the loess is raised.

My mother, as she had done for many years, silently did housework, cooking, and washing clothes. Feeding the chickens, feeding the pigs, running the days of the family, saying nothing.

Bamboo shoots returned home, the sister was married, and the younger sister gradually grew up.

Bamboo shoots from school, back home, for a while can not do any work, people are also caught in the pain of not going to school, into the dream life, for a while it is difficult to accept the dream fell into reality.

Seeing the bamboo shoots like this, the father did not let the bamboo shoots do any work, so he led the other sons to work together. At home, my mother made food for the bamboo shoots and silently took care of the bamboo shoots.

Bamboo shoots were stuffy at home all day, in addition to eating, going to the toilet, lying on the bed, looking through the window, looking at the mountains outside, the sky was in a daze.

After some days, the bamboo shoots gradually accepted the reality of not going to school, and the words of his father echoed in his ears: Wherever the loess soil is raised, people are raised. I also felt my mother, silently caring, and my heart was gradually released and soothed. I let go of the exam and the dream of eating a relaxing meal in the future, and gradually forgot the dream of going to school and the life at that time.

The bamboo shoots began to walk out of the house.

However, the bamboo shoots did not go around the village much, he was afraid of seeing the villagers, looking at his strange eyes, and afraid of listening to the words spoken by the villagers. Bamboo shoots thought in their hearts, I just didn't go to school, no matter how I read books, people with culture, and you are different.

The bamboo shoots silently walked out of the village, followed the path by the small river, and walked down the river.

The village was behind it, and the road began to be on the side of the road, and in the fields, there were crops growing, exuding the smell of maturity. Beside the road, the river rushes and flows. There was no more sound of people talking, only the faint sound of chickens and dogs, full of ears, all natural sounds, birds chirping, the sound of the river rushing. The heart of the bamboo shoot suddenly calmed down, and the mood did not feel good, and it got better.

Walking to a place, the bamboo shoots saw a flat stone, next to the stone, all reeds, reeds dense, leaves stretched out, and furry reeds on the top. The stone lay down on the stone, and the sky above his head was blue, blue, blue. The color of the mountains gradually deepened. The sun became exceptionally warm, the sky became high, and the clouds faded.

In the heart of the bamboo shoot, he did not think about the dream of studying for the exam and the life in the dream.

In the heart of the bamboo shoots, there are some clear, or vague memories of school. In his memory, he felt that he had always been particularly diligent and hardworking, but in the end, why did he not go to school.

In The bamboo shoot's heart, he thought about the scene of the exam and the test questions he had taken.

Bamboo shoots felt that he basically did all those questions, and basically did them correctly, but why didn't he get in!

In The bamboo shoot's heart, there was suddenly doubt, he felt that he was not not not admitted to school, he must have been admitted, those who changed the paper, changed his paper wrong; or, he was admitted, and he was toppled.

The more The bamboo shoot thought about it, the more convinced he was.

However, the bamboo shoots looked at the high sky and the silent mountains, and had these doubts in their hearts, but they did not know how to find them.

And the time is hurried, a long time has passed, the season is gradually deepening, it has been a long time since the beginning of school, the bamboo shoots know that he has bid farewell to the campus forever, it is useless to find it, he can only bear not to go to school, walk into the dream, and fall from the sky into reality; from the county, back to the village, to start their own life with their own hands.

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In the village, there is a girl named Pure Red.

The pure red man looks very beautiful. Jet-black hair, combed in a pair of braids, draped over the shoulders. Eyes are bright and deep. The bridge of the nose is straight, the mouth is small, and the melon-shaped face is perfectly matched. Slim figure, everywhere you go is a landscape.

The pure red is beautiful and attracts the attention of many young men in the village. Some secretly, obsessively look at the pure red in a daze, and have dreams in their minds. Some young men, just go to the pure red. However, pure red eyes were cold, and his face was gloomy, ignoring them.

They knew that pure red was arrogant.

Chun Hong did not go to much school, went to the township to graduate, because his family was poor, and because he went to the town to study too far, he did not read. Back at home, at first, as a helper for my mother, cooking and washing clothes; feeding the chickens, feeding the pigs, cutting the pig grass. Later, when her mother went to work with her father, she did the housework alone. Now, he is already a good person who does housework, can do any job, and people are particularly diligent.

Pure Red did not go to much school, but there was a wealth of imagination in his mind, thinking about the vast place outside the mountain and thinking about the future life. As I grew older, my heart began to be no longer at peace, often fluctuating, and I had some shy thoughts. And what the future life will be, pure red does not know. The object of the shy thoughts in his heart, Pure Red did not know, anyway, he felt that it was not the people in the village who secretly looked at him and came to him and set up almost him.

Until The Bamboo Shoot returned to the village from school, Pure Red suddenly felt that his shy thoughts had an object of attachment. Her heart, no longer thinking about the vast expanse outside the mountain, took it back and stayed in the village.

Bamboo shoots did not go to school, his father was disappointed, he was also very miserable, people in the village talked about it, saying that reading was useless, reading so many books, returning home, in the future is not going to pick up a hoe to farm. When I came back to farm, those culture farts were useless, and culture could not be used as rice. Pure Red heard it, but didn't think so, and she felt that there was something different from the boys in the village. What exactly it is, pure red can not be said.

Pure red likes the bamboo shoots, the weak temperament, likes the bamboo shoots, the pure look, likes the silent feeling of the bamboo shoots.

Pure red approaching the life and heart of the bamboo shoots is derived from the time when pure red goes to the mountains and fights pig grass.

At home, when he was bored, the bamboo shoots still walked out of the village as before, followed the path, crossed the fields, and walked into the mountains.

The colors of the mountains are getting darker. The sky became high, the clouds faded, and the sun was warm and serene. The crops in the fields, beginning to ripen, exude a mature atmosphere.

Through the fields, there is no man's land, and the mountains on both sides begin to merge together. Inside the road, there are mountains, and outside the road, there is a small river flowing. The grass by the river is getting darker and darker.

On the hillside, in the ditch, there is a kind of tree, long oval leaves, very dense, such leaves, pigs like to eat. On the ground, there are also some grasses that are gradually darkening in color, and pigs also like to eat them.

Pure red was beside the road, under a tree with dense, oval leaves, pulling down the branches of the tree, brushing the leaves off by hand, and putting them into a basket.

When the bamboo shoots passed through the fields and walked into the uninhabited mountains, they saw the pure red of the pig grass on the side of the road.

At home, in his head, the bamboo shoot kept thinking about those annoying things, thinking about his exam papers, and the teacher who read the papers corrected the mistakes. Or maybe he was supposed to lean on well, but he was toppled. However, he could not change at this time.

When the bamboo shoots walked out of the village, their mood improved, and their hearts calmed down, not thinking about the annoying things. Feel the tranquility of nature, listen to a variety of natural sounds, feel very relaxed in your heart, in the obscurity, accept the reality, and still be full of yearning for the future life.

At this moment, the bamboo shoots heard the sound of brushing, and following the sound, they saw the pure red of the pig grass.

Although I have been reading outside, I have come back from the holidays and know pure red. However, in the heart of the bamboo shoot, he has been reading in the dream, and he has not paid attention to the pure red, and the pure red has not remained on his heart.

At this time, from the dream of reading, falling to the ground of reality, falling into the pain after disappointment, unexpectedly in the silent mountains, seeing pure red, bamboo shoots feel, pure red is so beautiful, do not know how, instantly feel a warm current gushing into the heart, the heart is pounding, the body is like an electric shock.

Bamboo shoots felt a little shy and did not dare to look at the pure red.

Pure red also saw the bamboo shoots, because in the heart, has been interested in the bamboo shoots, loaded with bamboo shoots, like bamboo shoots, pure red heart, but also in an instant excited, the heart is beating wildly, the face brush is red, stop brushing the leaves on the branches of the trees, looking at the bamboo shoots, even bold, rushing the bamboo shoots and saying: A person, go to the mountains to relax!

The bamboo shoots said: Stay at home and get bored, come out and walk.

Pure red said: I'm playing pig grass.

The bamboo shoots said: Oh!

Pure Red said: I will finish beating the pig grass soon, but when I get up, I need someone to pick up the basket behind me, can you help me?

The bamboo shoot said: Okay!

Pure red no longer brushes the leaves on the branches of the trees, and puts the leaves piled on the ground next to the basket into the basket. The basket was full, and then the branches of the trees were folded, and next to the basket, a circle was inserted, the bark on the branches of the trees was peeled, and the branches were strung together one by one, and all the leaves on the ground that had not yet been filled were put into the basket.

The bamboo shoots watched from the sidelines and felt that the pure red was really good and capable.

After loading it, Pure Red asked the bamboo shoots to pick up the basket behind him, and the bamboo shoots picked up the basket, and Pure Red was in front of it, burrowed into the basket's tie, and carried the basket on his shoulder. The bamboo shoots touched the pure red body and felt so soft. At the same time, a unique fragrance wafted from the girl's body, making the bamboo shoots feel like they were in a dream, so excited.

Pure Red carried the basket, smiled at the bamboo shoots, said thank you, and carried the basket back.

The bamboo shoots followed the path, walked for a while, and suddenly felt that in the mountains, it was too quiet and quiet, so they went back. I don't know how, my heart is full of pure red, and it is the feeling that comes to my heart when I see pure red. It is the fragrance wafting from the pure red body.

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Pure red has given bamboo shoots happiness.

The days when bamboo shoots and pure red sneaked together were his happiest moments.

In the mountains, after the unexpected encounter between bamboo shoots and pure red, in later days, when bamboo shoots go for a walk in the mountains, they can always encounter pure red cutting pig grass in the mountains or picking firewood. Pure red smiled and greeted the bamboo shoots. The bamboo shoots also smiled, greeted the pure red, and the heart beat, a warm current, gushing into the heart socket. Then, just in one piece, talking casually, reminiscing about when I was young, and also recalling my time at school. Although Pure Red only read in the countryside, her reading life has left her with good memories. The memories of these reading lives make the bamboo shoots and pure red hearts resonate, and I feel that the years of reading are so pure and full of dreams. Despite the ending, not so perfect, it is difficult to walk into the dream.

It also talks about their respective lives at this time, the bamboo shoots are more sighs, and the pure red comforts the bamboo shoots, like the father of the bamboo shoots, saying: Every loess raises people, which road, is life. This warmth comforted the heart of the bamboo shoot.

Chun Hong also told The Bamboo Shoot about her life at home, doing all kinds of housework at home, cooking, washing clothes, cutting pig grass, feeding pigs. Her father and mother were also very kind to her. Pure red said, very proud look. The bamboo shoots looked at the pure red and felt that the pure red was beautiful and beautiful, so capable, and there was more of a good feeling for the pure red.

Although the seasons are a little deeper, the colors of the mountains are mottled up, like a picture scroll. The sky is getting higher and higher, and the clouds are getting fainter. The warmth of the sun, a little bit of retreat, a little bit of chill invaded. However, the hearts of the bamboo shoots and pure red were blazing hot day by day. In a piece of discourse, always so much, casually get up, recall the past, say the present, and also dream of the future. The heart of the bamboo shoot, I felt that the warmth, the solidity, and the emotion between the pure red, inadvertently, sparked.

The bamboo shoots kissed the pure red, hugged the pure red, and stroked the pure red. Soul and body, little by little fused. At the time of the coming spring, the soul and body of the bamboo shoots and the pure red have fused together, dreaming of the future.

In the landscape of the hometown village, there are many good memories of bamboo shoots and pure red.

The emotion of pure red warmed the heart of the bamboo shoots, so that the hearts of the bamboo shoots forgot the pain of not going to school and walking into the dream. The bamboo shoots are caught up in the emotions of pure red, and pure red dreams of the future life, there are huts, houses, clean and beautiful. Pure red in the hut, cooking, washing clothes; cutting pig grass, feeding pigs, feeding chickens. Bamboo shoots go to the land, free time to earn money. When you are busy, pure red also follows a piece and lives a peaceful and happy life.

Just then, bamboo shoots and pure red, secretly emotional, were discovered by the people in the village and said to pure red's father.

Pure red's home, outside the village, facing the river, the family conditions are average, but my father is a person who smokes, drinks, plays cards, and can do anything. He is a person who can do some farm work, but he is also often idle. In society, make friends with all kinds of people. After knowing this, thinking about the bamboo shoots, I read some books, but the books were not read, and when I returned home, I was a village person, who had to work and live on the land with both hands and a hoe. And now, the bamboo shoots can't do any work, they won't make money, they are just a little white face. That little bit of culture can't be eaten as a meal. His family conditions are average, his parents are honest, his brothers farm land, the house is not enough to live, follow him, can have a good life. At that time, he objected and did not agree. Say things in the past, they pass, don't ask. They are all people in a village, and it is okay to be friends, and the marriage thing is not to be thought about.

I will not let Pure Red's mother work, accompany Pure Red at home, and look at Pure Red.

In the face of his father's attitude, pure red is very painful. In front of my father, I said: I like bamboo shoots, I love bamboo shoots, and I follow him, even if I live in a thatched house and eat coarse grains, I will not regret it.

The father said solemnly with a straight face, at this time, the words are hard, when the time comes, they have lived a hard life, they understand life, and it is too late to regret it.

After some days, my father let out a message, as long as the place is good and the conditions of the people are good, give some bride price, and do not do any ceremony, he will marry pure red.

Not long after, there were people on the plains on the other side of the Qinling Mountains, with good places and good conditions, who came to mention their relatives, gave the bride price, drove a car, and took the pure red knot away.

When the pure red walked, the tears fell like rain, and the heart was cut like a knife.

As painful as pure red, it is bamboo shoots.

Bamboo shoots began to feel sad when they learned that Pure Red's father was against it. However, he always thought in his heart that as long as he and Pure Red truly loved each other, no one could be separated.

However, later, in the face of the resolute attitude of Pure Red's father, Pure Red's mother guarded her daughter tightly. The bamboo shoot knows that in the face of the world, he is so weak and small that he can't do anything.

Although the father and mother knew about the bamboo shoots and pure red, but seeing the attitude of the pure red father, there was no way.

Later, when I saw the people outside the mountain, I gave the bride price, drove a small car to pick up pure red, and felt that I was so inferior and small, and I did not have the ability to compete with people and compete for pure red. There is only the pain of emptiness.

The pure red was gone, leaving only memories for the bamboo shoots. Seeing things and thinking about people, how beautiful the memories are, and how painful the bamboo shoots are in the face of reality.

The bamboo shoots were completely knocked down by this pain. I couldn't see the blue sky and the sun; I felt that his life and future were dark.

Every day, the bamboo shoots stay in the house, lie on the bed, look at the sky outside the window with their eyes blank, the mountains are in a daze, feel that the future is confused, fall into despair, and even have no courage to live.

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Bamboo shoots did not go to school, so they disappointed their father. At this time, there is emotional pain, and the father can only sigh. However, the father remained silent.

The mother is still silent, doing housework, and silently taking care of the bamboo shoots, washing clothes and cooking for the bamboo shoots, and when the meal is ready, bringing the bamboo shoots to the bedside. Although there was no language, she used her actions to silently warm the heart of the bamboo shoots.

Several brothers, gradually growing up, the largest, were already as tall as bamboo shoots, like lads. The youngest, who also came back from the village school, could also compete with the bamboo shoots. Follow your father and work silently.

Although the mother warmed the heart of the bamboo shoot, let her get a little comfort in the pain, and can live a strong life. However, the heart of the bamboo shoot is still caught in the emotion of pure red, and the brain is full of pure red looks, and the scene of pure red in the same piece, the words that pure red has said, and the actions of pure red are all in the ear and in the mind. However, all this did not recall and tell him again, see things and think of people, face reality, and leave the bamboo shoots with endless pain, and the bamboo shoots were pushed into the boundless abyss by this pain, could not see the light, and were in the darkness.

Father and brother, both remain silent, silently working, about what happened to the bamboo shoots, the pain encountered, did not taste, but did not ask.

My mother has been silently caring.

In the silence, we all hope that the bamboo shoots can cheer up as soon as possible, get out of the pain, see the light, and walk strong into life.

But one day, two days; one month, two months; one year, two years... The bamboo shoots have been in pain and cannot cheer up. Every day after eating, I stayed in the house, lying on the bed, my eyes in a daze, looking through the window, looking at the blue sky, the mountains, and the darkness in my heart.

Although the father did not speak, the mother was still full of patience, as ever, silently taking care of the bamboo shoots. However, several of The bamboo shoot's brothers began to complain. It is said that the bamboo shoots are at home, the books are read the most, the family pays the most to him, and the cost is the greatest, and he does not read the books. There is a pure red with others, and in the end people do not follow him, he fell into this way. One day like dead people, lying in the house, doing nothing, asking them to feed. They don't want to raise a dead man like this, for the rest of their lives. They are all growing up gradually, each with their own things, their own futures.

When The bamboo shoots heard these complaints, their hearts hurt like being pricked by needles. A feeling of sadness came to mind in an instant.

Bamboo shoots began to think that his brothers, just grumbling, talking, will not really want to do what he did, he did not go to school, originally disappointed and painful, there was caught in pure red emotions, unable to extricate themselves, living so hopeless, painful, Bamboo Shoot knew that they were his flesh and blood, and he flowed the same blood, they would not ignore him, drive him out, they would continue to work silently, take care of him, wait until the day when he cheered up, made pain, and found hope for life. At that time, he will be able to get out of the house and, like them, go to the fields and work on the hillsides to support the family.

However, everything was due to the accident of the bamboo shoots. The grumbling of his brothers became more and more intense, more and more frequent. Especially the oldest, strong brother, who can do all kinds of work, likes to smoke and drink, and after drinking, he will scold his house, scolding him like a pig and letting people raise him. Scolding him for making his family tired and bothering the most, but now he is the most useless, incompetent, and even the person who can't support himself.

Mother was silent. Father also silently, and later, not only did not stop it, but also followed a piece, whispering a complaint, saying that the bamboo shoots made the person who bothered the most, and was the most unproductive, and now that he was so old, he did nothing, and he still had to be fed.

The brothers nagged like this for some days, scolded him for some days after drinking, and then, their attitude was clearly revealed to the bamboo shoots, either to get up and work together, or to be separated by him and live alone.

The bamboo shoots remembered, followed them, and learned to work. However, the bamboo shoot fell into pain, out of the hut, see things and think of people, it will be more painful, he can't get up, can only stay in the hut, staring out the window in a daze.

After consulting with his father, the bamboo shoots brothers gave the bamboo shoots a room, gave the bamboo shoots a room, gave some furniture, farm tools, quilts, grain, and some daily necessities, and then separated the bamboo shoots and let him live alone.

There is a room, quilts, bamboo shoots do not worry about the problem of living. The grain given can also be satisfied to eat for some days, but the bamboo shoots are in pain, he can't do it, and he is afraid to do it, and living a little life has become a problem.

The mother looked distressed, and when the father and brother of the bamboo shoots were not at home, they secretly made a meal and sent the bamboo shoots. Bamboo shoots clothes, the quilt is dirty, wash the bamboo shoots.

I don't know how, the bamboo shoots looked at the mother, looked at the wrinkles on the mother's face, the white hair on her head, suddenly wanted to cry, how she wanted to pounce into the arms of her mother, and cried out loudly, like when she was a child, she was wronged.

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Bamboo shoots came out of emotional trauma many years later.

For so many years, my mother often secretly took care of the bamboo shoots, washed his clothes and quilts, made meals, and sent them to him.

These are warm and soothe the heart of the bamboo shoots.

The bamboo shoots were driven out by his brothers, separated from each other, and there was no longer any dependence, he only had, in the pain, in the warmth given by his mother, to find a little bit of sunshine, a way out of life, and a strong heart.

Although the bamboo shoots fell into the abyss of pain, in the darkness, and could not see the way out of life, but there was no dependence, some life things, in addition to the care of their mother, in order to survive, had to do.

And when doing these tasks, in the manual labor, sometimes, the bamboo shoots will forget the pain for a while, get out of the shadows, and get a moment of peace and happiness.

He is like a person in the boundless abyss, little by little to break free, gradually, see the stars and dots of sunshine, but also see the blue sky and white clouds.

After many years, although the sound and smile of pure red are still in his mind, the scene of being with pure red, those happy and happy days, are still so clear, but in retrospect, my heart is no longer so painful, so desperate.

Pure red's father and mother, long ago with a piece of pure red, went out to live, the old house in the family has been bought to others, and the past of pure red, has become the most beautiful memory, except for the bamboo shoots, no one knows.

In the heart of the bamboo shoot, he kept that memory, could get out of the pain, saw the sunshine, saw the road ahead of life, became strong, cheered up, and began to live independently without any dependence.

Bamboo shoots did not dare to look at themselves in the mirror, so many years of pain, depressed life, his hair was disheveled, his face was full of stubble, the clothes he wore, black shiny. Inside the house, dust was everywhere, and under the bed were smelly shoes.

When the bamboo shoots came out of the pain, could see the light and hope of life, and cheered up to live, they invited people, cut their hair, shaved their stubble, and their mother washed his clothes. He cleaned up the house and cleaned it up a bit. Although the people with bamboo shoots are no longer young, the people are spiritual, and the house is also clean.

After years of living independently, bamboo shoots learned to cook and wash clothes despite the pain. I also learned to do some work. After the bamboo shoots came out of the pain and saw the hope of life, they wanted to start planting land and vegetables.

However, when the bamboo shoots went to cultivate the land, the villagers told him that he had no land in the village, and that the land was in the hands of his parents and brothers, and they had to give it to him.

The bamboo shoot went to his parents and brothers and said that the opinions of his father and brothers were the same, saying that the family had paid too much for him, that he had not read out his books, and now that he had become like this again, that the family did not expect him to be half a point, and that the fields could not be given to him. Only his mother said that although the family had paid a lot for the bamboo shoots, he had become like this now, but he still had to live and give him some fields. The sister who married in a nearby village came back, and also persuaded him that he had become a brother who had become a family, or had not yet started a family, and also had to beat a single stick, which gave him some fields, a little mountain forest. Bamboo shoots can be planted as a place to grow crops and vegetables.

Although the bamboo shoots came out of despair little by little, they could see the sunshine and the hope of life, and began to cheer up and live a strong life, but the heart of the bamboo shoots left a shadow that could never be erased.

This shadow begins when he feels that his papers, the people who have graded the papers, have corrected him wrong, or when someone has topped his bag and gone to school. Later, the love between him and Pure Red, his brother and father drove him away, leaving him alone, leaving a shadow on his heart, deeper and deeper. Let the bamboo shoots between recalling and reflecting, suddenly feel that people and things can not be believed, the more they believe, the deeper they believe, the deeper the pain and hurt left in the end.

When thinking like this, in the heart of the bamboo shoot, in addition to a trace of attachment and trust to the old mother, he no longer trusts anyone.

This distrust made the bamboo shoots start to be wary of people and things, and in their hearts, they also became suspicious, and whenever they encountered things, they liked to analyze and guess.

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The life of a bamboo shoot alone is getting better and better.

Bamboo shoots from the beginning of not trusting people, began to gradually close their hearts, developed everything, can think independently of the ability, such an ability, gradually let him no longer rely on anyone and things, the heart in independence, gradually become stronger.

This kind of strength makes people gradually forget the disappointment of not going to school, and after falling in love with pure red, they fall into deep pain, and the abandonment of relatives, and the indifference of the villagers.

This kind of strength not only supports this bamboo shoot, but also does all kinds of work, planting land, growing vegetables, earning money, and supporting a person's life. Also let his heart, keep intact, not affected by anyone and things outside of his own heart, but strong, independent life.

Although the bamboo shoots came out of the pain, cheered up, and lived a strong life, the people were like two people before.

When there were many bamboo shoots, he still liked to stay in his hut. But not lying in bed, as in pain, looking through the window, looking out the window at the sky, the mountains in a daze. Instead, sit quietly in the hut, reflecting on your own life, or thinking about the people and things in the village.

In reflection, I thought of the dreams of life, and I also thought of the regrets of life. In the analysis of the people and things in the village, the goodness of man is thought of, and the ferocity of man is also thought of. I think of man's sincerity, and I also think of man's hypocrisy. I think of the beauty of man, and I also think of the ugliness of human nature.

The bamboo shoots have only one room, and he has cleaned the house very neatly and cleaned it with extra feeling.

Inside, there is a bed, and outside the bed, there is a cabinet.

In the corner of one of the corners of the entrance door, there is a small stove. In the corner of the bed, there was a box. In some spaces, there are farm tools and other daily necessities.

Although the cottage is small, it can meet the life of bamboo shoots.

The bamboo shoots made the roof of the hut pasted with newspaper, the walls were also pasted with newspaper, and the ground was made of yellow mud, and the rammed flat. The cottage, although small, seems cosy.

Bamboo shoots planted crops, planted vegetables, free time, also found doorways to earn money, in the hut, there is no shortage of food, he has no shortage of money.

On the cabinet outside the window, there are still some books that bamboo shoots like to read, and in the night when he can't sleep, when he is free, he casually flips through the books, and those words warm his heart.

The bamboo shoots also came out of the hut.

Bamboo shoots' hair, neatly groomed, washed clean, clothes are also worn neatly, washed clean, people are very spiritual, no longer like when they are in pain, so depressed and depressed.

Bamboo shoots walking in the village, although encountering some liveliness, like to go to some, watch people play cards, meet people drinking and drinking, but many times, always put their hands in their pockets, and keep a distance from the people in the village. Looking at the villagers from a distance, a look of indifference. Sometimes, even if he got together and heard the people of the village laughing, he remained silent, did not say anything, sometimes listened for a while, sometimes did not want to listen, and got up and left. He never said anything or talked about them.

Many times, bamboo shoots always like to go out of the village and go for a walk.

Sometimes, I go for a walk along a potholed dirt road. Sometimes, still on the path, walking through the fields, walking to the uninhabited mountains, although seeing things and thinking of people, you will think of pure red, but the heart is no longer painful, not so desperate, only feel that everything is like a beautiful dream. The natural tranquility of the mountains made his heart become so quiet.

People in the village, with jobs, always like to work with each other. However, the work of bamboo shoots is always done by himself, and he never works with the people in the village. With the doorway to earn money, I always earn it by myself, and I don't spend time with the people in the village. When working, when going to the mountains and forests, looking for a way to earn money, in the silence, in the quiet of nature, let the heart of the bamboo shoots have escaped from the earthly quiet, leisurely, do not think about anything, as if back to the same leisurely as childhood.

The days of the bamboo shoots were in his life alone, so leisurely. There is no shortage of food, no shortage of drink. Just as he never eats or drinks from others, he does not give his food and drink to others. However, when he had good food and drink, he secretly gave it to his mother, and when his sister returned, he also gave it to his sister.

The days of bamboo shoots, outside the people and things in the village, live alone, the days gradually get better, there is no shortage of food, no shortage of money, people are also becoming more and more energetic, living leisurely, so that the people in the village envy. However, the people in the village also said that no matter how good the life, it is not a person, there is no daughter-in-law, no family, it is all in vain.

My mother and sister also said to the bamboo shoots that the days are gradually getting better, people are in good spirits, and when they see the right one, they will find someone and become a family, someone will cook and wash clothes, and there will be someone to accompany them at night, and the days will have hope.

7

In the village, there are girls who like bamboo shoots.

The girl's name is Bamboo Shadow.

The bamboo shadow family, in the village, is considered to be in good condition, the mother is industrious and capable, the father is also a capable person, all kinds of farm work can be done, there are also various crafts, but also do some small business, the family eats and wears without worry, there is no shortage of money.

Zhu Ying read some books, from his hometown village, all the way to his hometown ravine, but did not go to school, and returned to his home in the village.

Her parents provided for Bamboo Shadow to study, and they did not hope that she would be admitted to school, but only hoped that she could read some books and some knowledge. Therefore, when Bamboo Shadow reads, he does not carry any burden. She also tried her best to study, did not go to school, and returned home. Because there is no hope, there is no hope. End one life and move on to another.

However, from the colorful student life to the real life, Bamboo Shadow still feels a little unaccustomed and uncomfortable.

Not to mention some of the wishes of the heart, sometimes, even a person of the same age, someone who can speak the inner words. Not to mention someone who can talk to himself about his reading life, talk about his dreams, and resonate in his heart.

This made Bamboo Shadow feel a little lonely and lonely.

Bamboo Shadow's way of eliminating loneliness is still like all the girls in the village, doing housework, cooking, washing clothes, cutting pig grass, feeding pigs, feeding chickens.

In doing housework, he comforted The heart of the bamboo shadow and let the bamboo shadow relieve the loneliness for a while.

Soon, Bamboo Shadow will be able to do all kinds of housework, do a good job.

Bamboo shadow is also in this, growing day by day, slim figure, deep eyes, bright eyes, people out of the more beautiful.

However, in addition to doing housework, Bamboo Shadow still had no one to accompany her, no one to say words that resonated with her, and felt lonely and lonely.

At this moment, Bamboo Shadow knew about the bamboo shoots.

Bamboo shoots are larger than bamboo shadows. Bamboo Shadow knew bamboo shoots when he was very young. However, because of the age gap, living in different lives, I have not played together and spoken a lot.

Bamboo Shadow also knows about the bamboo shoots and the experience of life. I knew that Bamboo Shoot had read a lot of books, but I didn't go to school and went back home, and I was disappointed and miserable for a while. Later, he was good with pure red in the village, and after pure red married to the outside of the mountain, he fell into the mire of pain and could not extricate himself. Later, they were separated by their families and lived separately. In the days of pain, out of the pain, the bamboo shoots suddenly passed the extraordinary spirit. People's personalities are also different from before, different from all the people in the village, some are not social, some are extraordinarily looking. And this adds a lonely temperament to the bamboo shoots.

Bamboo shoots' life experience, bamboo shoots' arrogant temperament, and that spirit, leisurely life, attract and seduce bamboo shadows, bamboo shadows feel that bamboo shoots, there are many stories, bamboo shoots in their hearts, there are too many, too much content, need to be interpreted.

Bamboo Shadow thought about the people in the village, knew that the people in the village basically did not read any books, at most they also read in the township, and no one could read and understand the heart of the bamboo shoots. The person who can understand the heart of the bamboo shoot, walk into the heart of the bamboo shoot, and let the bamboo shoot open her heart, Bamboo Shadow feels that only she is.

It is the loneliness and loneliness of no one to accompany, talking; it is a kind of curiosity that makes Bamboo Shadow suddenly have a good feeling for bamboo shoots, want to walk into the life of bamboo shoots, and open the heart of bamboo shoots.

Therefore, when the bamboo shoots go for a walk outside the village, they can often encounter bamboo shadows carrying baskets and cutting pig grass on the side of the road. Seeing the bamboo shoots, Bamboo Shadow smiled and greeted the bamboo shoots warmly, this scene, a moment of recalling the bamboo shoots of pure red, and then thinking of the final desolate ending, the pain endured, bamboo shoots felt that he was as scared as if he was bitten by a snake, but symbolically agreed to bamboo shadow's greetings, no expression at all, and hurriedly left.

Bamboo shoot pressed the excitement in his heart, thinking in his heart, Bamboo Shadow must have an attempt, maybe he can give him a moment of sweetness and happiness, and finally will be brought to him by deep pain.

In the face of the indifference and arrogance of the bamboo shoots, zhuying's heart felt lost, but it more and more aroused bamboo shadows' curiosity about bamboo shoots, and even more felt that bamboo shoots' body was like a mystery in her heart, tempting her to explore and interpret.

In Zhu Ying's heart, he did not give up his good feelings for him because of the indifference and arrogance of the bamboo shoots.

A few days later, Bamboo Shoot was sitting in the house, thinking about the past, thinking about the people and things in the village, bamboo shadow unexpectedly arrived at his house.

Although the bamboo shoots room is small, the cleanliness and neatness in the house surprises Bamboo Shadow.

Bamboo Shadow's inadvertent arrival made Bamboo Shoot a little flustered, and he didn't know what Bamboo Shadow was going to do when he came to his hut.

Before the bamboo shoots calmed down, asked Zhu Ying what, Bamboo Shadow smiled and said: There is nothing to do, the housework is done, there is nothing to stay at home, come to you and sit down.

Bamboo Shoot understood the meaning of Bamboo Shadow, for a moment, his heart had outside the village, when he met Bamboo Shadow on the path, Bamboo Shadow smiled and greeted him, he thought back to the hurt he had suffered, and his indifference to Bamboo Shadow. He also made a flat face, without any expression, and said to The Bamboo Shadow lightly, my cabin is gone, and there is nothing to sit on. After saying that, without waiting for Takeo to say anything, he pushed that there was some work to be done and left the hut. Hanging bamboo shadow in the hut made bamboo shadow feel a little embarrassed and left. However, bamboo shoots' indifference to bamboo shadows and inner rejection still inspire bamboo shadows to feel good about bamboo shoots in their hearts, and bamboo shoots also make bamboo shadows curious and full of temptations for bamboo shadows.

At night, the bamboo shoots lay on the bed, thinking about the bamboo shadow in his mind, thinking about the conditions of the bamboo shadow family, thinking about the father of the bamboo shadow, thinking in his heart, there is no story between him and the bamboo shadow, that is, there is, the father of the bamboo shadow will not agree. Bamboo Shadow's enthusiasm for him is to seduce him, frame him, trap him in her bosom, and then, still hurt him. Bamboo shadow is like a beautiful snake, just like a fox spirit.

Bamboo Shoot thought, Xu is in the past few years, he has come out of the pain, lived a spirit, leisurely, someone let Bamboo Shadow frame him.

When thinking like this, The bamboo shoot is firm, no matter how enthusiastic the bamboo shadow is for him, what he does to him, he is determined not to pay attention to the bamboo shadow, otherwise, in the future, he will be hurt and suffer, it is himself.

8

Bamboo Shadow's enthusiasm for bamboo shoots lasted for a long time.

Bamboo Shadow was in the village, and when he encountered bamboo shoots, he smiled and took the initiative to greet the bamboo shoots. However, the bamboo shoots sometimes muttered, and sometimes, with a straight face, ignored the bamboo shadow, and left indifferently.

When the bamboo shoots go for a walk in the mountains outside the village, the bamboo shadow will often appear in the mountain field, or cut the pig grass, or pick firewood, and the bamboo shadow still smiles, looks at the bamboo shoots affectionately, and greets him. The bamboo shoots were still cold, with a straight face, and hurried away.

Bamboo Shadow also inadvertently went to the bamboo shoot's room, his eyes were hot, and he smiled, but the bamboo shoot had a somber face and excused himself to leave, leaving Bamboo Shadow alone in the room. Bamboo shadow sometimes, but also in the loss of leaving, sometimes, there is no rush to leave, the bamboo shoots clean, tidy cottage, just like the bamboo shoots, full of curiosity, good feelings, just look at this, which look, when you see the bamboo shoots on the bedside cabinet of the book, more and more feel the magic of the bamboo shoots, full of temptation for her, feel the bamboo shoots, there are people with stories, content.

Sometimes, Bamboo Shadow would use his hands to give the bamboo shoots to put the house, there was no clean place, clean it, and put the shoes under the bed neatly.

Once, Takeo saw the dirty clothes that the bamboo shoots had placed next to the bed and prepared to wash the bamboo shoots. The bamboo shoots were taken down, and shouted at the bamboo shadow, don't come to my hut in the future, don't be enthusiastic about me, I am now used to being a person, not disturbed by others, I am living very well now, there is no shortage of food and clothing, there is no shortage of money, people have no concerns, the spirit of life, freedom, you envy it! Come and hurt me!

The words of the bamboo shoots, like needles, pierced the heart of bamboo shadow, and bamboo shadow cried and went back.

People in the village know that Bamboo Shadow likes bamboo shoots, and bamboo shoots do not agree. Takeo's father and mother also knew.

People in the village talked about how beautiful and cultured bamboo shadows were, that the conditions at home were good, and that people who looked at people like bamboo shoots were really blind.

People in the village said that bamboo shoots looked like him, and it was because he burned high incense in that life, and he couldn't look at the bamboo shadow, nor did he pee to take care of himself.

Takeo's father and mother were silent.

Zhu Ying's mother, very virtuous, silently does housework and runs the family. Bamboo Shadow's father, capable, can speak back to the Tao, flexible brain, outside the scenery, however, people are particularly easy-going, enlightened, just like the treatment of Bamboo Shadow reading, there is no hope for her, let Bamboo Shadow read where it is, how much can read how much to read, the love and marriage of Bamboo Shadow, feel that as long as Bamboo Shadow can see it, they have no opinion.

Bamboo Shadow went back to cry, his father knew that Bamboo Shadow liked bamboo shoots, although bamboo shoots were separated by the family, lived alone, lived in a small room, nothing, and lived pitifully. However, Takeying's father knew that Bamboo Shoots was a person who had read many books and was a cultured person, although in the eyes of uncultured people in the village, Bamboo Shoots were nothing, but in Bamboo Shadow's father's heart, he knew that Bamboo Shoots was a cultured person. And his father also understood in his heart that Bamboo Shadow was also a cultured person, so he was full of good feelings for bamboo shoots and liked bamboo shoots.

In my father's heart, I even thought that bamboo shadows and bamboo shoots have culture, if you can go together, understand each other in your heart, although poor, you will be able to live well in the future, and you will be able to live happily.

Father cried and said to Zhuying: What you cry, I can't help you, people don't like you, they can't look at you!

Bamboo Shadow's face was tearful and he smiled miserably.

Bamboo shoot's father and brother, working silently, each thinking about their own thoughts, as if they didn't know what Bamboo Shadow liked about bamboo shoots, but asked. However, after The bamboo shoot's mother and sister knew about this matter, they persuaded the bamboo shoots, saying that the bamboo shadow people were beautiful and cultured, and it was really impossible to like him. It is also said that Takeo's father and mother are particularly good, enlightened, and kind people. Let the bamboo shoot accept the love of the bamboo shadow.

The bamboo shoots were silent.

After her mother and sister left, Bamboo Shoot's heart, although some of them were stirring. However, thinking about the beauty of bamboo shadows, the good conditions of the bamboo shadow family, and the ability of his father, he can only make him inferior and unworthy of you. And thinking about the love with pure red, after falling into it, pure red left like that, from the peak of happiness to the abyss of pain. The bamboo shoots directly did not dare to look back at the dark, painful years.

In the heart of the bamboo shoot, he still firmly believes that it is the people in the village, seeing that he is not short of food and clothing, not lacking money, and that people are in their inner integrity and spiritual independence, living freely and leisurely, envious, and using this method to rectify him.

Therefore, The bamboo shoot firmly believes in his inner independent judgment and thinking, and in the later days, no matter how enthusiastic and what bamboo shadow is for him, bamboo shoots close their hearts, are indifferent to bamboo shadow, and refuse.

Finally, one day, Zhu Ying cried and said to the bamboo shoots: Bamboo shoots, what is so great about you, who do you think you are! I must guard you. Tell you that you missed my true heart, and you will definitely regret it in the future. I will definitely be better than you.

After saying that, Bamboo Shadow left. Since then, I have never come to the bamboo shoots hut again, nor have I been in the village again, inadvertently, and I have met the bamboo shoots and am enthusiastic about the bamboo shoots.

With her regrets and her inner dreams, Bamboo Shadow left her hometown village and went to a place outside the ravine of her hometown. Later, he also married to the Qinling Mountains and went up the Guanzhong Plain.

9

After the bamboo shadow, there are really no girls who like bamboo shoots.

The bamboo shoots closed their hearts, and lived some days in what he thought was a spiritual and leisurely life. After self-satisfaction, after all, a person's life is miserable. Not only in the heart, longing for someone to love, someone to accompany, the flesh also has an instinct.

However, there were no more girls who liked him. The girls he liked were all arrogant, just like he had done to Takeo, they didn't look at him, cold and full of contempt for him.

Looking at myself in the mirror again, my forehead is shining, and my face is full of traces of time and full of vicissitudes. The gaze has also become dull, and that vitality and youth have long been annihilated by years and life.

Thinking about his age and looking at the people in the village, The bamboo shoots clearly knew that he had become an older person, and in the village, don't say love, not even marriage, is a person who is destined to beat a single stick.

Thinking about it, Bamboo Shadow's heart was a little anxious, but in the face of reality, what was left was helplessness, leaving only unwillingness and empty sighs.

Bamboo Shadow came back a few times, with her man, driving a small car and wearing a brand name. After returning, he didn't even look at his grandson, and when he saw the bamboo shoots, he was proud of his head, and his eyes were full of contempt for the bamboo shoots. Then, haughtily walking away. At this moment, the bamboo shoot felt such pain in his heart, and he also felt so lost, and felt so pitiful and humble.

In Bamboo Shoot's heart, thinking back to the scene when Bamboo Shadow treated him warmly, he thought that Bamboo Shadow's smile, enthusiasm, and eyes were sincere, and Bamboo Shadow really loved him in his heart. However, because he closed his heart, he did not trust anyone and things, and treated them with doubts and suspicions, so as to miss. And once you miss it, you'll never come again.

When in self-intoxication, sober up, see the reality, understand their own situation, do not say love, is even marriage is difficult to achieve, bamboo shoots do not lack anything, no lack of food and clothing, no lack of money to spend, the cottage is also neatly packed, can meet his life, but, bamboo shoots' heart, suddenly feel lost, as if hollowed out by something, people suddenly have no spiritual support, do not have the motivation to do anything, people are lazy, afraid of work, but also afraid to earn money.

The bamboo shoots are in the depression, living like the walking dead.

The crops planted with bamboo shoots begin to grow grass in the field, and the crops are submerged by the grass. Bamboo shoots are satisfied with having a mouthful of food to eat, a little money to use, no longer so diligent, planting crops, planting vegetables, with a doorway to make money, go to earn money.

Bamboo shoots began to smoke and drink.

Bamboo shoots a day, many days, just stay in the house, although not as painful as after the break with the pure red love, hopelessly lying on the bed, through the window, looking at the sky, the mountains in a daze, but, just like then, lazily lying on the bed, staring hopelessly outside the window in a daze, or staring at the ceiling out of the mind. Inside the house, dust was everywhere, and under the bed, there were torn shoes. The covered quilt, nestled in the bed, black shiny, emitting a foul smell. He also doesn't wash his hair, he doesn't cut his hair, he doesn't shave. His hair was disheveled and his face was full of stubble. The clothes he wore were worn and old, dirty and shiny. Wearing shoes, big toes sticking out.

In the house is very stuffy, the bamboo shoots will also go out of the house, but instead of walking in the mountains as before, in the tranquility of nature, looking for inner warmth, but wandering in the village. Nor is it like before, watching the people and things in the village from a distance, and in the heart, in his way, to suspect. Instead, wherever it is lively, they go to listen to people, and then, from their words, secretly think about the people and things in the village.

Sometimes, he will also become the object of people's laughter, laughing at his former love, which is a toad that wants to eat swan meat. Also laughed at him, at this time of discouragement, the book is read in vain.

Although The bamboo shoot's heart was hurt by the stabbing, he wanted to be angry and wanted to argue, but in the face of his situation at this time, such a depressed look, he knew that he did not even have the qualifications to be angry, let alone argue anything. It can only be a sad smile, let them talk to him, and make fun of him.

Mother and sister, when the bamboo shoots are in spirit, they think that the bamboo shoots are cheering up, he has read so many books, he will definitely be able to make a difference, and he is also proud of the bamboo shoots. But I didn't expect that the bamboo shoots would be depressed and depressed in an instant, and their hearts were full of disappointment and sighs.

Father is getting older and older, and he has never asked about the bamboo shoots, and he feels that as long as the bamboo shoots do not bother him, he can live and not embarrass them, which is not bad. And put your hopes on a few other children. The other brothers of the bamboo shoots, who did not have a family, could not find a daughter-in-law, and some of them played with bare sticks. Some have found a daughter-in-law and lived a peaceful life with the daughter-in-law. However, since the bamboo shoots were separated, it was like no one like him, no matter his spirit, or his downfall, he did not care about their affairs, they were in their own lives.

However, one thing caused by the bamboo shoots, his brothers, all stood up and helped him, so that the bamboo shoots were full of gratitude to their brothers when they felt humiliated.

10

The bamboo shoots just went down in the face.

Bamboo shoots no longer expect love, nor do they expect marriage. In this way, there is no hope, there is no hope, a person is full, the family is not hungry, satisfied with having a place to live at night, having a mouthful of food to eat during the day, smoking, and drinking.

Many times, I stayed in the house, lazily lying in bed in a daze. Or wandering around the village, gathering together with people, letting people laugh at them, listening to them, and then from their words, understanding the people and things in the village, and then, in the way he thinks is right, to be jealous and analyze.

If the bamboo shoots can always live like this, it is also a beautiful and leisurely.

However, in his heart, he no longer had the luxury of expecting love, marriage, and the instincts of the flesh, but it was difficult for him to be at peace. Especially when he was idle, when he couldn't sleep at night, the thing seemed to stand up like he gambled. Inside, it also burned like fire, and it was also like a reservoir full of water, and he felt uncomfortable.

In the sleepless night, listening to the beating of rats upstairs, feeling the silence of the village, like death, the bamboo shoots will masturbate, discharge, and vent their inner impulses in the memories of pure red, and can get instant ease, happiness, and happiness. The human soul will break away from the heavy flesh and fly into the sky, making him ethereal like a god.

However, after the momentary feeling, the rats upstairs are still beating with joy, the night is still dead and silent, the heart of the bamboo shoots has the feeling of being hollowed out, and the peak of people's happiness in an instant has fallen into the boundless abyss, making him feel so empty and lonely.

After masturbating, the bamboo shoots felt more empty and suffocated.

The bamboo shoots couldn't stand it anymore. His heart thought of women, recalled the past with Pure Red, and thought that if he could be good with women once, in that happiness, he would die immediately, and he was willing.

However, no girl liked him anymore, not even a woman. His depressed appearance makes people despise and laugh.

Bamboo shoots also did not have girls who liked, even women.

The night came, the night of the village, the silence of death. Bamboo shoots' heart was suffocated, and he couldn't sleep, so he wandered around the village.

Just then, Bamboo Shoot saw a light on the window of the family's house. The bamboo shoots knew that this woman's man, who was not at home, had gone somewhere to work.

The head of the bamboo shoot is big at once, the body does not listen to the call, the heart jumps up, and a warm current flows from the heart socket to the bottom of the foot. The bamboo shoots sneakily touched under the window of the people and knocked on the window.

Knocked a few times, there was no movement, and after a while, the door suddenly opened, and the woman's man was at home, running over the bamboo shoots, grabbing the bamboo shoots and beating them.

The beaten bamboo shoots screamed, and the beaten bamboo shoots had swollen faces and bloody noses.

The people in the village, hearing the movement, all rushed to see the liveliness.

The woman and the man said that the bamboo shoots knocked on the window of his house, playing with his face.

The people in the village scolded the bamboo shoots, saying that the bamboo shoots were like this, really don't have a face, a person, living like this, it is better to die.

Saying that, the woman's man continued to punch and kick the bamboo shoots, and some people in the village also took the opportunity to kick and beat the bamboo shoots.

If this continues, it is clear that the bamboo shoots are about to be broken, and it is impossible to say whether they will be killed or not.

I don't know who went to tell the brother of the bamboo shoots about this matter. The brothers of the bamboo shoots rushed in unison, coaxed away the people in the village to watch the liveliness, and said to the woman's man, he woman does not want a face, seduces the bamboo shoots, and now in turn bites the bamboo shoots, the bamboo shoots are trapped. With that, he pressed the woman's man to a beating, and then, pulling on the bamboo shoots, ran back.

The bamboo shoots ran with their brothers, and in their hearts for a while, they felt so warm and had a feeling of wanting to cry.

However, after pulling the bamboo shoots back, he pushed into his room, and the eldest brother, pointing to the nose of the bamboo shoots, said to the bamboo shoots, you should also fight for a little anger, save yourself some face, don't embarrass us. This thing is like this once, the next time if you get into trouble again, you deserve to be beaten to death.

The bamboo shoots were in the house, washing nosebleeds, stroking the swollen face, and suddenly, like a wronged child, tears flowed freely.

In his heart, the bamboo shoot also said to himself fiercely: Women do not have a good thing, from now on, resolutely stop ignoring women, moving women, thinking of women, if you think, solve it yourself, or cut that thing.

11

The fierce heart of the bamboo shoot this time, the determination under the so resolute, so firm. Since this incident of being beaten, I really haven't seen any woman who has been better with bamboo shoots, even if it is to look at which woman more, or be enthusiastic.

The incident of the bamboo shoots has become the news in the village, and has become the laughing stock of people after tea and dinner, and has been talked about for a long time, so that the family of the bamboo shoots and the bamboo shoots feel faceless.

The bamboo shoots are also for a long time, except for going to the toilet, they do not come out, they stay in the house, staring at the ceiling, or through the window, looking at the sky outside the window, the mountains in a daze.

Bamboo shoot's heart, although there is no pure red after leaving him, those years fell into the abyss-like pain, but it felt more tormented than then, as if the heart was stabbed by something, people also feel that there is no face, living in this world, if it is not the instinct to survive, he is really willing to have a crack in the ground, drill into it.

After a long time like this, until the people in the village had new talking points and new jobs to do, and gradually forgot about the bamboo shoots, no longer talked about and laughed at him, the hearts of the bamboo shoots gradually calmed down and got better.

However, after experiencing this incident, in reflection, Bamboo Shoot suddenly felt that it was women who influenced his life, and it was women that made him fall to such a point. Bamboo shoots felt that women were red-faced and cursed, and began to hate women in their hearts, and vowed never to be close to women again.

Bamboo shoots said, do.

After this incident passed, when the people in the village entered a new life, forgot about his affairs, and stopped talking about him, his mood gradually calmed down, and he also plucked up courage, walked out of the cottage, walked into the village, and walked into life, the heart of the bamboo shoots, there was no longer a woman's position, did not think about women, did not look at women, and would not love women, think of women.

Like a monk, the bamboo shoot cut off his lust, just like the monk's practice, and also cut off the instinct of his flesh. To be a person who is six pure and free from the world is like that.

When the bamboo shoots do this, there is no lust in the heart, and the stirring of the flesh instinct, people suddenly become mentally up again, although they are no longer as diligent as they once were, going to farm, earning money, getting used to it, and satisfying a person to live, having a place to live at night, having food to eat during the day, having money to buy cigarettes and buy wine. There is no desire in the heart, there is no worry, and people live such a free and leisurely life.

The bamboo shoots straightened out and washed them clean. The clothes are also neatly dressed and washed. The beard on his face was shaved, and he was wearing intact shoes on his feet, walking in the village, leisurely and comfortable like a god and Buddha, so that some people in the village began to envy again.

It is also strange to say that when the bamboo shoots do not like women and cut off their lust in their hearts, although there are no girls who like him anymore, there are women who like bamboo shoots, secretly send autumn waves to the bamboo shoots, and tease the bamboo shoots with words. As long as the bamboo shoots open their hearts, they will immediately throw themselves into the arms and give the happiness that the bamboo shoots once longed for.

However, in the heart of the bamboo shoot, after cutting off the lust and the desire of the flesh, the heart became as hard as a stone, with an iron heart, turning a blind eye to the woman, full of contempt for the woman's provocative language, turning away, and treating these women with the same arrogance and indifference that he had once done to the bamboo shadow. These women who throw themselves into the arms are not interesting to themselves, although they no longer tease the bamboo shoots.

However, in the village, there is a new talk about bamboo shoots.

He said that when he was looking for the woman's window, he was beaten up by the man, interrupted the thing, and could not stand up again, useless, crippled. Therefore, bamboo shoots do not like women.

When the bamboo shoots heard this, they only had a sad smile in their hearts.

And whether or not his thing is broken, whether it can stand up or not, only he knows best in his heart, but in his heart, he who is already scarred, when cutting off his lust and carnal desire, he no longer thinks about those things, does not care about that thing, so he lets the people in the village talk about it, and he does not argue.

The bamboo shoot knew that he had forgotten these things, so there was no need to prove anything.

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After cutting off the lust and the desire of the flesh, the bamboo shoot no longer cares too much about his heart and his own life.

Instead, the bamboo shoot opened his eyes, looking at the people and things in the village, caring about the lives of the people in the village, using his heart to analyze their lives.

There is no hope for the bamboo shoots in marriage. After experiencing the hurt and the shameful thing, even the woman did not want to, as if she had seen through the red dust and fled the world like a monk. However, he was particularly worried about the love and marriage of those young people in the village, and he was more worried about his life than he was worried about his life.

This time, the bamboo shoots closed their hearts, and after the people became spiritually independent, unlike the previous time, they kept a distance from the villagers, watched from a distance, and each did not invade each other in their own lives. Bamboo shoots live in the village and outside the village.

This time, although the bamboo shoots closed their hearts, they did not think about emotional things, marriage things, and carnal desires, just like the monks. However, his body and soul long to be one with the villagers, no longer watching from afar and keeping a distance from the villagers, but afraid of loneliness, loneliness, or fear of being forgotten by the villagers, and they are always together with the villagers. In addition to eating, sleeping at night, the bamboo shoots will return to the hut, and in general, they will wander around the village, where there are many people, where to go.

Bamboo shoots as soon as they heard about the village, which boy, and which girl is good. Which girl and which guy is better. Which young man, which girl you want to find, the bamboo shoots are more worried than those boys, girls, or girls, the father and mother of the boys. Just ask around about the boys and girls. Also inquire about the girl, guy family situation. Then, he analyzes the world with the brain that he thinks is clever, and also with the world that he thinks he has experienced and seen through.

I don't know if it's because the bamboo shoots have read a little book after all, have culture, or the things that the bamboo shoots have experienced, it is indeed complicated and convincing, or the clever mouth of the bamboo shoots, the words spoken, said into the hearts of people, there are really girls, boys, and girls, boys' parents, even listen to the words of the bamboo shoots.

Therefore, some things that are about to be accomplished, and are said to be bad by bamboo shoots, cannot be achieved. Some things that look like yellow are said to be good by bamboo shoots, and they have become.

Those things that are said to be bad by the bamboo shoots, the men and women involved, and the parents naturally hate the bamboo shoots and scold the bamboo shoots. Those things that are said well by the bamboo shoots, the parties, each other's parents, naturally like the bamboo shoots, praise the bamboo shoots.

For a time, bamboo shoots are good and bad, difficult to determine, each has its own standards.

And the most sinister thing about bamboo shoots is that sometimes, it is not so certain to say good, not so sure to say bad, to say it in front of boys, and to say it in front of girls. It's like a stick, stirring up the water and making things that were originally simple complicated. And the ending is good or bad, no one can say for sure. Bamboo shoots to those who have ridiculed him, laughed at him, or even the whole thing, or bamboo shoots feel disliked, if there is such a thing, the busiest thing is him, to different people, people who say different things are him, and finally, like a churning stick, stir up the clear water, make simple things complicated, and in the end, it is often difficult to have a happy, good ending.

Some people, things are said to be good by the bamboo shoots, naturally happy, thank the bamboo shoots, say the bamboo shoots are good.

Some people, things are complicated by bamboo shoots, said to be bad. Even if there is a happy ending, it has already paid too much price. And many of them have no happy ending. Nature hates bamboo shoots and scolds bamboo shoots.

Some people with a strong temperament went to find the bamboo shoots, pointed to the eyes of the bamboo shoots, and cursed the bamboo shoots. The bamboo shoots were not annoyed, a smile on their faces, but said that they did not have the ability to say things well, but blamed him. The bamboo shoot's clever mouth often puts the person who is looking for him, saying nothing, and the eyes of the person who said it are stunned.

These people who hate bamboo shoots, people who scold bamboo shoots, hate and hate, scold and scold, they scold the character characteristics of bamboo shoots, scold the bamboo shoots are sharp heads, and scold the bamboo shoots for being clever.

Later, the bamboo shoots fell under the nickname of "Little Clever".

Some people shouted bamboo shoots, and the bamboo shoots were not annoyed, still smiling and agreeing.

This little clever character of the bamboo shoots is not only used in the love and marriage of young people in the village. It is also used to treat people and things in the village, including his relatives and brothers.

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In addition to the words of his mother and sister, he could listen, without the way he thought he thought, to be jealous and analyze, to his father, several brothers, he had treated the village, other people, distrust, encountered anything, in the way he thought, to analyze, to be jealous.

That time knocking on the window, at the critical moment, the brother came and saved him, and the bamboo shoot was very grateful in his heart, and in that instant, there was a feeling that blood was thicker than water. However, after they saved him, what they said to him, treated him like that, made The bamboo shoots disappointed again in an instant. Feeling that his brother saved him was only out of instinct, out of face. For those brothers, they still can't trust and rely on.

Therefore, when the bamboo shoots cut off the love and the desire of the flesh, cheered up again, the spirit rose, maintained the integrity of the heart, and after independence, it was a very leisurely and free life, merging into the village, participating in the things in the village, and also integrating, participating in the affairs of the brothers and the family, and then, seeing who, saying, muddying the water, and making some simple things in the family become complicated. Then, seeing that there was a contradiction between his father and several brothers, or a contradiction between several brothers, was when The bamboo shoots were most happy and happy.

The bamboo shoots were closed to their father, and to several brothers, just as they were to the people in the village, and they did not trust them in anything.

Bamboo shoots once, in front of their father, said a few brothers, how to say father. Then, in front of several brothers, he said what his father said about them. Later, there was a big fight between the father and several brothers. The bamboo shoots hid in the hut and laughed so cheerfully.

The bamboo shoots also said this brother in front of this brother, and also said this brother in front of that brother. Then, among the brothers, there was not only a big fight, but also a fight. Like the bamboo shoots, they also hid in the hut, dancing happily.

However, afterwards, calm down, understand that the bamboo shoots are in the middle, stir up dissension, and speak. His father, and a few brothers, scolded him, almost beat him, scolded so fiercely, so fiercely. The book was said for him to read, but it was read in vain, and it was read into the belly of the dog. It is said that he has read a book in his stomach, and it is better to use it than a person who does not read. In the end, just like the people in the village, he scolded him, and he did not use the books he read, and his brain was not used for the right thing, he was a "little clever", otherwise, he used his brain and the books he read on the right path, and he lived a life that did not feel like this.

The bamboo shoots are still a face of WeChat, let them scold. And in my heart, I also think, if the things I have experienced, all the people I have met, do not hurt me like that, let me trust, I am not such a person now, nor am I like this now, everything can blame me!

There were often contradictions between The Bamboo Shoot and his father, as well as several brothers, although because of his provocation. However, after all, he had been separated, each in his own house, eating his own food, doing his own work, even if there were small contradictions, scolding, quarreling, it would pass. Each in their own house, eating their own food, doing their own work, sleeping on their own, there is not much ties to each other, there is nothing that cannot be done.

However, because of the matter, the brother of the bamboo shoot must have a relationship with the bamboo shoot, have a relationship, and have to communicate and deal with it.

It was the room where the bamboo shoots lived, the roof leaked so badly, the roof collapsed, and it felt like it was going to collapse.

The room where the bamboo shoots live, right next to the house of the father and several brothers, the roof and the wall, are connected together, the house where the bamboo shoots are collapsed, and the house where the father and brother live will also be implicated and collapsed.

Father and a few brothers, usually rummaging through the roof, only to put their side leaked, repair, collapsed, put up a cushion, never care about the bamboo shoots. I feel that the bamboo shoots are indifferent and uninvited to people. The bamboo shoots have a stinky mouth, talk nonsense, and their mouths are hard, and they have become like that, they are not in the mood, they have no face to help him, they care about him, let him go, he will die, he will live.

However, now the roof of the bamboo shoots leaks rain and collapses, and if it collapses, it will affect the house where they live, and it will reach the point where they have to manage the bamboo shoots, and they have to intersect with the bamboo shoots.

Father and several brothers, have said to the bamboo shoots, let him find some tiles, the roof that leaks rain, turn it over, he lives in this is also comfortable, rain is not afraid of leakage, winter is not afraid of wind. The place where the collapse is cushioned, and it is also beautiful and beautiful.

When the bamboo shoots heard it, they didn't pay any attention. I thought to myself, I rummaged through the house, the place where the pad collapsed, it was not for them, they were afraid that my house would collapse, and their house would also be implicated in collapsing, and I would not be able to live, I would not bother to worry, I would have to check them over, and I would pad them. Anyway, I'm alone, a fire in the door, a lock on the door, I'm not afraid.

In The bamboo shoot's heart, thinking like this, thinking of his father and several brothers, did not worry about him, but thought about them, and said this. His heart rose up, clinging to them, not caring whether his roof was leaking rain or collapsing.

Father and a few brothers, seeing the bamboo shoots like this, there is no way.

Later, his father and several brothers had no way to inspect the roof for him, and the collapsed place was cushioned. In the end, a new house was built, and he did not pay for it, but after only a few days of work, he moved into the new house in vain.

The heart of the bamboo shoot, therefore, felt comfortable, felt so proud, and smiled in his heart.

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With his clever head, The bamboo shoot treats his relatives and the people in the village the same.

In the village, in addition to worrying about the love and marriage of young people, bamboo shoots also worry about other things, but where there are things in the village, the busiest people are not the people involved, but the bamboo shoots.

The bamboo shoots gathered in the crowd, heard things clearly, and then, in the way he thought he thought, said this in front of this side, said that way in front of that party, and finally, like stirring up clear water, complicated things, and then, to achieve the purpose he wanted in his heart. Clean up those who have ridiculed and ridiculed him, and rectify those he does not like.

The method of bamboo shoots can always work and achieve the purpose he wants to achieve.

In the end, the person who the bamboo shoot helped, thanked him in his heart, and said that he was good. Those who have remediated the bamboo shoots hate the bamboo shoots and scold the bamboo shoots. Scolding bamboo shoots is "little clever".

However, hate to hate, scolding to scold, knowing that he has suffered a loss, he has been picked up by bamboo shoots, but he can't grasp the handle of the bamboo shoots, and he doesn't dare to hit the bamboo shoots, only after he has hated and scolded, he thinks that he has eaten dumb losses.

In the village, bamboo shoots are considered to be the most read and educated people, but in reality, they live the most depressed, ridiculed, and despised people. However, the bamboo shoots have such brains, means, and mouths like a sharp tongue, but they make the people in the village dare not underestimate him, and easily do not offend him.

Bamboo shoots are also proud of this.

In the village, in addition to the things of the dead, the bamboo shoots are not mixed, the things of the living, the life and the old, the sick and the dead, the love of men and women, he is involved.

Stir things up like a stick stirring up clear water. Then, with his clever mouth, his self-proclaimed clever head, analyzing people and things, and finally, rectifying the people who had laughed at him, ridiculed him, or people he did not like, helped those he felt he should help. Or, when you see the person in question, you are anxious because of it, or when you quarrel and fight, it is the most pleasant and happy time for the bamboo shoots.

However, after an incident, someone finally, unable to bear it, hit the bamboo shoots.

In the village, when it came to the change of office in the village, a man named Weizi wanted to be the village chief.

Wei Zi did not taunt or taunt the bamboo shoots. Wei Zi also did not offend the bamboo shoots in any matter. Bamboo shoots to the fence, superficially passed, but also enthusiastic about the fence. It's just that, I don't know why, Bamboo Shoots in his heart, doesn't like the fence. I think that the Weizi people are too lonely and arrogant, the people are a little crazy, and they are afraid that if The Weizi becomes the village chief, things will be unfair, and for honest people, they will rectify him, and maybe they will rectify him.

Before the election, the bamboo shoots were busier than the weizi.

The fence walked around, saw people warmly, smiled, said hello, smoked, and wanted to choose him.

The bamboo shoots are also walking around, and wherever they go, they use his mouth that can speak the Tao, use his head that he thinks is smart, talk about the fence, analyze the fence, and finally come to the conclusion that although the weizi people are not bad, they cannot choose the weizi as the village chief, and the weizi is the village, and many people do not have good fruit to eat. The people are arrogant, arrogant, and can't get it right, and if they see who is not pleasing to the eye, they will clean up whoever they want.

The words of the bamboo shoots made the people full of confidence and could be the village chief, and suddenly all kinds of bad voices appeared.

Wei Zi knew that it was Bamboo Shoots who walked around the village and said bad things about him.

After Wei Zi knew, he was furious and found the bamboo shoots. Without saying a word, he slapped the bamboo shoots a few times, punched and kicked the bamboo shoots. The bamboo shoot's nose was bloodied and his face was swollen.

After the fence was beaten, he pointed to the bamboo shoots and said, there are some things that have nothing to do with you, and then give Lao Tzu nonsense, be careful to kill you. Lao Tzu wants money and money, and he wants people to have people, so be careful to kill you.

Of course, Sun zi knew in his heart why Wei Zi hit him. Cover your face and go back. Bamboo shoots also knew in their hearts that there were people in the county, and in the villages, they were the richest. When the fence hit him, it hit him, and he had no way to take the fence.

Went back, the bamboo shoots in his heart, scolding, the son beat LaoZi.

Bamboo shoots feel that there is money in the fence, there are people, he can't put the fence how, but when he is beaten by Weizi, his heart is the atmosphere after all, and he wants to write something and tell the fence.

Bamboo shoots looked for half a day, only to find paper, and pen, but crawling on the bedside cabinet, ready to write, when the pen, only to know Xu's words, he forgot, the heart can think, but can not write. In painful experiences, and in real life, Bamboo Shoot knows that the little culture he learned has been forgotten in the years and disappeared into life.

Look again at the books he used to like to read, some of which, while on fire, were torn. Some were intact, also buried by dust.

There were people who had money, and after beating bamboo shoots, they moved around again, and finally, as they wished, they became the village chief.

Now that Wei Zi became the village chief, The bamboo shoots would not dare to say bad things about Wei Zi anymore.

Since being beaten by the fence, the bamboo shoots also felt that they were in the village, and suddenly they had no face, and they did not dare to move around the village, so they went to join in the fun and inquire about the people in the village. The character of the bamboo shoots has changed. Suddenly, the man became silent, and fell silent. Usually, I stay in the hut, lie in bed, stare at the ceiling in a daze, or look through the window and look at the sky outside the window, the mountains. However, the heart is not as painful as it once was, nor is it as depressed as it once was, but there is no hope, no hope. When I feel bored, I will go out of the house, but I will no longer go to the village, nor will I go to the crowded places, inquire about people and things in the village, and then mix and analyze. Instead, go for a walk in the mountains, in the natural silence of the mountains, sometimes, some warm memories will spring up in the heart, sometimes, the heart is silent, pale, just like when I was a child, I don't think about anything, I think about anything.

Bamboo shoots live in the village and outside the village again.

Later, his father and mother died one after another. Several brothers, some singled out, some with families, all separated, each living their own. Bamboo shoots have always lived like this, very lonely.

Bamboo shoots no longer bothered to mix with the people and things in the village, and although Weizi had always been the village chief, he had not rectified him, and when he encountered any benefits, he tried his best to fight for him.

Sun zi felt that the books he read, that little bit of culture, had been handed over to life, years. He was as ordinary and humble as the people in the village.

The people in the village no longer shouted bamboo shoots: little clever.

2018.3.26 Draft