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马语像一把粗大的鬃毛刷子在脸上拂过来拂过去,使我从睡梦中醒来。眼前晃动着一个巍然的大影子,宛如一堵厚重的黑墙。一股熟悉的气味令我怦然心动。我猛然惊醒,身后的现代生活背景悄...
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像一把粗大的鬃毛刷子在脸上拂过来拂过去,使我从睡梦中醒来。眼前晃动着一个巍然的大影子,宛如一堵厚重的黑墙。一股熟悉的气味令我怦然心动。我猛然惊醒,身后的现代生活背景悄然退去,阳光灿烂,照耀着三十多年前那堵枯黄的土墙。墙头上枯草瑟瑟,一只羽毛灿烂的公鸡站在上边引吭高歌,墙前有一个倾颓的麦草垛,一群母鸡在散草中刨食。还有一群牛在墙前的柱子上拴着,都垂着头反刍,看样子好像是在沉思默想。弯曲的木柱子上沾满了牛毛,土墙上涂满了牛屎。我坐在草垛前,伸手就可触摸到那些鸡,稍稍一探身就可以触摸到那些牛。我没有摸鸡也没有摸牛,我仰脸望着它——亲密的朋友——那匹黑色的、心事重重的、屁股上烙着“Z99”字样的、盲目的、据说是从野战军里退役下来的、现在为生产队驾辕的、以力大无穷任劳任怨闻名乡里的老马。
“马,原来是你啊!”我从草垛边上一跃而起,双臂抱住了它粗壮的脖子。我心潮起伏,泪珠在它光滑的皮上滚动。它耸耸削竹般的耳朵,用饱经沧桑的口气说:“别这样,年轻人,别这样,我不喜欢这样子,没有必要这样子。好好地坐着,听我跟你说话。”它晃了一下脖子,我的身体就轻如鸿毛般地脱离了地面,然后就跌坐在麦草垛边,伸手就可触摸那些鸡,稍稍一探身就可以触摸那些牛。
我端详着这个三十多年没有见面的老朋友。它依然是当年的样子:硕大的头颅、伟岸的身躯、修长的四肢、瓦蓝的四蹄、蓬松的华尾、紧闭着的不知道什么原因盲了的双目。于是,若干的情景就恍然如在眼前了。
我曾经多次揪它的尾毛做琴弓,它默默肃立,犹如一堵墙。我多少次坐在它宽阔平坦的背上看小人书,它一动也不动,好像一艘搁浅了的船。我多少次对邻村的小孩子炫耀它,编造它的光荣的历史,说它曾经驮着兵团司令冲锋陷阵,立过赫赫战功,它一声不吭,好像一块没有温度的铁。我多少次向村里的老人请教,想了解它的历史,尤其想知道它是怎样瞎的,没人告诉我。我多少次抚摸着它的脖子问,亲爱的马,你的眼睛是怎么瞎的,是炮弹皮子崩瞎的吗?是害红眼病弄瞎的吗?是老鹰啄瞎的?——任我千遍万遍地问,它不回答。
“我现在回答你。”马说。马说话时柔软的嘴唇笨拙地翻动着,不时地显露出被谷草磨损了的雪白的大牙。它的声音十分沉闷,仿佛通过一个曲折漫长的管道传递过来的。这样的声音令我痴迷,令我陶醉,令我惊悚,令我如闻天籁,不敢不认真听讲。
马说:“日本有一个著名的关于眼睛的故事。琴女春琴被人毁容盲目后,她的徒弟也是她的情人佐助,便自己刺瞎了眼睛。还有一个古老的故事,俄狄浦斯得知自己杀父娶母之后,悔恨交加,自毁了双目。你们村子里的马文才,舍不下新婚的媳妇,为了逃避兵役,用石灰点瞎了双目。这说明,世界上有一类盲目者,为了逃避,为了占有,为了完美,为了惩罚,是心甘情愿自己把自己弄瞎了的。当然,你最想知道的,是我为什么瞎了眼睛……”马沉吟着,这个话题勾起了它无限辛酸的往事
马说:“几十年前,我的确是一匹军马,我屁股上的烙印就是证明。我的主人是一个英武的军官。他不仅相貌出众,而且还满腹韬略。我对他一往情深,如同恋人。有一天,他竟然让一个散发着刺鼻脂粉气息的女人骑在我的背上。我心中恼怒,精力分散,穿越树林时,撞在了树上,把那个女人掀了下来。军官用皮鞭抽打我,骂我‘你这匹瞎马!’……从此,我决定再也不睁开我的眼睛……”
“原来你是装瞎!”我从麦草垛前一跃而起。
“不,我瞎了……”马说着,掉转身,向着那漫漫无尽的黑暗的道路,义无反顾地走去。 展开
像一把粗大的鬃毛刷子在脸上拂过来拂过去,使我从睡梦中醒来。眼前晃动着一个巍然的大影子,宛如一堵厚重的黑墙。一股熟悉的气味令我怦然心动。我猛然惊醒,身后的现代生活背景悄然退去,阳光灿烂,照耀着三十多年前那堵枯黄的土墙。墙头上枯草瑟瑟,一只羽毛灿烂的公鸡站在上边引吭高歌,墙前有一个倾颓的麦草垛,一群母鸡在散草中刨食。还有一群牛在墙前的柱子上拴着,都垂着头反刍,看样子好像是在沉思默想。弯曲的木柱子上沾满了牛毛,土墙上涂满了牛屎。我坐在草垛前,伸手就可触摸到那些鸡,稍稍一探身就可以触摸到那些牛。我没有摸鸡也没有摸牛,我仰脸望着它——亲密的朋友——那匹黑色的、心事重重的、屁股上烙着“Z99”字样的、盲目的、据说是从野战军里退役下来的、现在为生产队驾辕的、以力大无穷任劳任怨闻名乡里的老马。
“马,原来是你啊!”我从草垛边上一跃而起,双臂抱住了它粗壮的脖子。我心潮起伏,泪珠在它光滑的皮上滚动。它耸耸削竹般的耳朵,用饱经沧桑的口气说:“别这样,年轻人,别这样,我不喜欢这样子,没有必要这样子。好好地坐着,听我跟你说话。”它晃了一下脖子,我的身体就轻如鸿毛般地脱离了地面,然后就跌坐在麦草垛边,伸手就可触摸那些鸡,稍稍一探身就可以触摸那些牛。
我端详着这个三十多年没有见面的老朋友。它依然是当年的样子:硕大的头颅、伟岸的身躯、修长的四肢、瓦蓝的四蹄、蓬松的华尾、紧闭着的不知道什么原因盲了的双目。于是,若干的情景就恍然如在眼前了。
我曾经多次揪它的尾毛做琴弓,它默默肃立,犹如一堵墙。我多少次坐在它宽阔平坦的背上看小人书,它一动也不动,好像一艘搁浅了的船。我多少次对邻村的小孩子炫耀它,编造它的光荣的历史,说它曾经驮着兵团司令冲锋陷阵,立过赫赫战功,它一声不吭,好像一块没有温度的铁。我多少次向村里的老人请教,想了解它的历史,尤其想知道它是怎样瞎的,没人告诉我。我多少次抚摸着它的脖子问,亲爱的马,你的眼睛是怎么瞎的,是炮弹皮子崩瞎的吗?是害红眼病弄瞎的吗?是老鹰啄瞎的?——任我千遍万遍地问,它不回答。
“我现在回答你。”马说。马说话时柔软的嘴唇笨拙地翻动着,不时地显露出被谷草磨损了的雪白的大牙。它的声音十分沉闷,仿佛通过一个曲折漫长的管道传递过来的。这样的声音令我痴迷,令我陶醉,令我惊悚,令我如闻天籁,不敢不认真听讲。
马说:“日本有一个著名的关于眼睛的故事。琴女春琴被人毁容盲目后,她的徒弟也是她的情人佐助,便自己刺瞎了眼睛。还有一个古老的故事,俄狄浦斯得知自己杀父娶母之后,悔恨交加,自毁了双目。你们村子里的马文才,舍不下新婚的媳妇,为了逃避兵役,用石灰点瞎了双目。这说明,世界上有一类盲目者,为了逃避,为了占有,为了完美,为了惩罚,是心甘情愿自己把自己弄瞎了的。当然,你最想知道的,是我为什么瞎了眼睛……”马沉吟着,这个话题勾起了它无限辛酸的往事
马说:“几十年前,我的确是一匹军马,我屁股上的烙印就是证明。我的主人是一个英武的军官。他不仅相貌出众,而且还满腹韬略。我对他一往情深,如同恋人。有一天,他竟然让一个散发着刺鼻脂粉气息的女人骑在我的背上。我心中恼怒,精力分散,穿越树林时,撞在了树上,把那个女人掀了下来。军官用皮鞭抽打我,骂我‘你这匹瞎马!’……从此,我决定再也不睁开我的眼睛……”
“原来你是装瞎!”我从麦草垛前一跃而起。
“不,我瞎了……”马说着,掉转身,向着那漫漫无尽的黑暗的道路,义无反顾地走去。 展开
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像一个厚厚的鬃毛刷在脸上拂走了过去,当我从梦中醒来
我的梦想。眼睛摇高耸的大阴影,像一个黑色厚壁。一个流
熟悉的气味让我心痛。我突然惊醒了,本
背景现代生活安静,阳光灿烂,照耀
三十年前,一片枯黄的墙块。墙干草瑟瑟,一
羽毛辉煌的公鸡站在上面带出,前壁有一个
崩溃的小麦里克斯,一组分散草宝石。有
一群牛在墙前的后绑他们挂着他的头
咀嚼反刍的食物,它看起来像是在沉思。弯曲木支柱
被牛毛,墙上涂满了狗屎。我坐在干草,
伸手能触摸到鸡,只是一个精益可触及
牛。我没有接触鸡不接触牛,我看着它关闭
朋友-黑骏马,全神贯注,底部汉堡”z99,”字样,盲
据说从陆军退役,现在是一个生产队
拉起,强大的任劳任怨的著名老村。
马,原来是你!”我来自里克斯边跳,搂着它脖子粗。
我兴奋不已,泪在光滑的皮肤和滚动。它耸了耸肩
竹切割耳朵与旱灾,沧桑的语气说:
“不要那样做,年轻人,别这样,我不喜欢它,也不需要
这样的。一个好坐,听我对你说的话。”它动摇一旦脖子,我
体轻如羽毛走出地面,然后又回到
小麦里克斯边,伸手可触的鸡,只是一个精益
可以触摸那些牛。
我仔细地看着三十年没见面的老朋友。它仍然是
方法:大脑袋,魁梧的身体,四肢细长,walan蓬松的蹄,中国
闭尾,还不知道什么原因失明的眼睛。然后,一个数的
局势突然看见
我有许多拉它的尾巴头发弓,它静静地站着,像一堵墙。怎么用
许多次我坐这宽扁回来看着图画书,它一动不动,像一个
船舶搁浅的船。多少次我进一步比儿童表演,
由其悠久的历史,说它把部队指挥官被控
并取得了赫赫战功,它没有一个词,如
一块没有铁的温度。多少次我到村,请教老
人,要了解其历史,特别想知道它是盲目的,
没有人告诉我。多少次我抚摸它的脖子问,亲爱的马,你的眼睛
是盲人,怎么壳皮雪崩盲?对绿眼睛瞎了吗?是
鹰啄瞎了吗?-让我再一次问地球,它没有回答。
“我现在回答你。”。马软的嘴唇笨拙地翻转,从
时间时间显示是秸秆穿白色。他的声音很沮丧,
如果通过曲折的长管道传输。这声音让我
疯狂,让我快乐,我的恐惧,使我喜欢闻天籁,不能
不认真听讲
马云说:“日本有个著名的故事是关于眼睛。让女性春季钢琴
毁容盲,她的弟子是她的情人,佐助,那么他的刺瞎了
眼睛。和一个老故事,俄狄浦斯得知他杀死了父亲娶一个母亲
后来,悔恨,自毁双目。你的马村,没有新的
媳妇,为逃避兵役,石灰点盲眼。
这表明,世界上有一个瞎眼的人,为了躲避,为
占有,以完善,惩罚,愿意让他的盲。的
当然,你想知道,为什么我失明的眼睛……”,马回,主题
提醒它无限痛苦的过去
马云说:“几十年前,我的确是一个马
充电器,我底标记证明。我的主人是一个英俊的军官。他不仅
相貌出众,但也充满了军事战略。我爱他,作为恋人。
有一天,他应该让刺鼻气味呼吸化妆品女子骑
我的背。我的心生气,能量色散,穿越树林,击中
树,把女人拿下来。军官用皮带抽打我,骂我的你
这匹马瞎马!”......从现在起,我决定不再睁开
眼睛
所以你盲目!”我是从小麦里克斯之前。
不,我盲……”妈妈说道,关闭,对长无尽的黑暗的道路,将
义无反顾的走。
我的梦想。眼睛摇高耸的大阴影,像一个黑色厚壁。一个流
熟悉的气味让我心痛。我突然惊醒了,本
背景现代生活安静,阳光灿烂,照耀
三十年前,一片枯黄的墙块。墙干草瑟瑟,一
羽毛辉煌的公鸡站在上面带出,前壁有一个
崩溃的小麦里克斯,一组分散草宝石。有
一群牛在墙前的后绑他们挂着他的头
咀嚼反刍的食物,它看起来像是在沉思。弯曲木支柱
被牛毛,墙上涂满了狗屎。我坐在干草,
伸手能触摸到鸡,只是一个精益可触及
牛。我没有接触鸡不接触牛,我看着它关闭
朋友-黑骏马,全神贯注,底部汉堡”z99,”字样,盲
据说从陆军退役,现在是一个生产队
拉起,强大的任劳任怨的著名老村。
马,原来是你!”我来自里克斯边跳,搂着它脖子粗。
我兴奋不已,泪在光滑的皮肤和滚动。它耸了耸肩
竹切割耳朵与旱灾,沧桑的语气说:
“不要那样做,年轻人,别这样,我不喜欢它,也不需要
这样的。一个好坐,听我对你说的话。”它动摇一旦脖子,我
体轻如羽毛走出地面,然后又回到
小麦里克斯边,伸手可触的鸡,只是一个精益
可以触摸那些牛。
我仔细地看着三十年没见面的老朋友。它仍然是
方法:大脑袋,魁梧的身体,四肢细长,walan蓬松的蹄,中国
闭尾,还不知道什么原因失明的眼睛。然后,一个数的
局势突然看见
我有许多拉它的尾巴头发弓,它静静地站着,像一堵墙。怎么用
许多次我坐这宽扁回来看着图画书,它一动不动,像一个
船舶搁浅的船。多少次我进一步比儿童表演,
由其悠久的历史,说它把部队指挥官被控
并取得了赫赫战功,它没有一个词,如
一块没有铁的温度。多少次我到村,请教老
人,要了解其历史,特别想知道它是盲目的,
没有人告诉我。多少次我抚摸它的脖子问,亲爱的马,你的眼睛
是盲人,怎么壳皮雪崩盲?对绿眼睛瞎了吗?是
鹰啄瞎了吗?-让我再一次问地球,它没有回答。
“我现在回答你。”。马软的嘴唇笨拙地翻转,从
时间时间显示是秸秆穿白色。他的声音很沮丧,
如果通过曲折的长管道传输。这声音让我
疯狂,让我快乐,我的恐惧,使我喜欢闻天籁,不能
不认真听讲
马云说:“日本有个著名的故事是关于眼睛。让女性春季钢琴
毁容盲,她的弟子是她的情人,佐助,那么他的刺瞎了
眼睛。和一个老故事,俄狄浦斯得知他杀死了父亲娶一个母亲
后来,悔恨,自毁双目。你的马村,没有新的
媳妇,为逃避兵役,石灰点盲眼。
这表明,世界上有一个瞎眼的人,为了躲避,为
占有,以完善,惩罚,愿意让他的盲。的
当然,你想知道,为什么我失明的眼睛……”,马回,主题
提醒它无限痛苦的过去
马云说:“几十年前,我的确是一个马
充电器,我底标记证明。我的主人是一个英俊的军官。他不仅
相貌出众,但也充满了军事战略。我爱他,作为恋人。
有一天,他应该让刺鼻气味呼吸化妆品女子骑
我的背。我的心生气,能量色散,穿越树林,击中
树,把女人拿下来。军官用皮带抽打我,骂我的你
这匹马瞎马!”......从现在起,我决定不再睁开
眼睛
所以你盲目!”我是从小麦里克斯之前。
不,我盲……”妈妈说道,关闭,对长无尽的黑暗的道路,将
义无反顾的走。
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Like a thick mane brush in the face to whisk away the past, when I woke up from
my dream. Eyes shaking a towering big shadow, like an thick black wall. A stream
of familiar smell make me heartache. I suddenly woke up with a start, the
background behind modern life quietly aside, sunshine is bright, shining over
thirty years ago that blocks a withered and yellow wall. Wall hay se se, a
feather brilliant rooster standing in above belt out, before the wall there is a
crashing down the wheat ricks, a group of the scattered grass BaoShi. There are
a group of cattle in the wall in front of the post tied and they hang his head
chew the cud, it looks like it is in a brown study. Bending the wooden pillars
was covered in ox hair, the wall paint all over bull shit. I sit before the hay,
stretched out his hand and can touch to the chicken, just a lean can touch those
cows. I didn't touch the chicken no touch bull, I looked up at it - close
friends - horse black, preoccupied, bottom burger "Z99," the words, blind
It is said that from the field army retired down, is now a production team be
hitched up, mighty bears the burden of responsibility of the famous old village.
The horse, so it's you!" I'm from ricks edge jump, his arms round it thick neck.
I get goosebumps and tears in its smooth skin and rolling. It shrugged his
cutting bamboo of ears, with drought-stricken vicissitudes of the tone say:
"don't do that, young man, don't do this, I don't like it, there is no need to
like this. A good sitting, listen to me talking to you." It shakes once neck, my
body is as light as a feather way out of the ground, and then fell back into
wheat ricks edge, stretched out his hand and can touch the chicken, just a lean
can touch those cows.
I looked closely at the thirty years have not meet old friends. It is still the
same: big head, big and tall body, slender limbs, the WaLan hooves, fluffy China
closed tail, the do not know what reason blind eyes. Then, a number of the
situation was suddenly as in sight
I have many pulled its tail hair do bow, it stood silently, like a wall. How
many times I sit it wide flat back look at picture books, it motionless, like a
ship stranded the ship. How many times I to further than the children show it,
made up of its glorious history, said it had carried corps commander charged up
and made a illustrious meritorious military service, it without a word, like a
piece of no temperature of iron. How many times I to the village, consult an old
man, want to know about its history, especially want to know how it is blind,
nobody told me. How many times I stroked its neck asked, dear horse, your eyes
are blind, how is shell leather avalanche blind? Is against green eye blind? Is
the eagle peck blind? - let me again and ask the earth, it does not answer.
"I now answer you." Ma said. The horse speak soft lips clumsily flipping, from
time to time to show was straw wear the white one. His voice is very depressing,
as if through a zigzag long pipeline transmission over. This voice makes me
crazy, make me happy, to my horror, make me like smell sounds of nature, can't
not seriously listened to the lecture
Ma said: "Japan there is a famous story about eyes. Jean female spring piano was
disfigurement blind, her disciple is her lover sasuke, then his thorn blind
eyes. And an old story, Oedipus learned that he killed father marry a mother
later, remorse, destruct the binocular. Your horse village, not up new
daughter-in-law, in order to avoid military service, with lime point blind eyes.
This shows that the world has a blind person, in order to escape, in order to
possession, in order to perfect, to punish, is willing to get his blind. Of
course, you want to know, is why I am blind eyes..." The horse back, the topic
reminded it infinite bitter past
Ma said: "dozens of years ago, I was indeed a horse
charger, I bottom mark is proof. My master is a handsome officer. He not only
looks outstanding, but also full of military strategy. I love to him, as lovers.
One day, he should make a pungent smell the breath of cosmetics woman riding on
my back. My heart angry, energy dispersion, traveling through the woods, hit the
tree and put the woman lift down. Officer with a belt whip me and scold me 'you
this horse a blind horse!"...... from now on, I decided to no longer open my
eye
So you put blind!" I'm from wheat ricks one before.
No, I'm blind..." Ma said, turned off, toward the long endless dark road, will
be duty-bound to walk.
my dream. Eyes shaking a towering big shadow, like an thick black wall. A stream
of familiar smell make me heartache. I suddenly woke up with a start, the
background behind modern life quietly aside, sunshine is bright, shining over
thirty years ago that blocks a withered and yellow wall. Wall hay se se, a
feather brilliant rooster standing in above belt out, before the wall there is a
crashing down the wheat ricks, a group of the scattered grass BaoShi. There are
a group of cattle in the wall in front of the post tied and they hang his head
chew the cud, it looks like it is in a brown study. Bending the wooden pillars
was covered in ox hair, the wall paint all over bull shit. I sit before the hay,
stretched out his hand and can touch to the chicken, just a lean can touch those
cows. I didn't touch the chicken no touch bull, I looked up at it - close
friends - horse black, preoccupied, bottom burger "Z99," the words, blind
It is said that from the field army retired down, is now a production team be
hitched up, mighty bears the burden of responsibility of the famous old village.
The horse, so it's you!" I'm from ricks edge jump, his arms round it thick neck.
I get goosebumps and tears in its smooth skin and rolling. It shrugged his
cutting bamboo of ears, with drought-stricken vicissitudes of the tone say:
"don't do that, young man, don't do this, I don't like it, there is no need to
like this. A good sitting, listen to me talking to you." It shakes once neck, my
body is as light as a feather way out of the ground, and then fell back into
wheat ricks edge, stretched out his hand and can touch the chicken, just a lean
can touch those cows.
I looked closely at the thirty years have not meet old friends. It is still the
same: big head, big and tall body, slender limbs, the WaLan hooves, fluffy China
closed tail, the do not know what reason blind eyes. Then, a number of the
situation was suddenly as in sight
I have many pulled its tail hair do bow, it stood silently, like a wall. How
many times I sit it wide flat back look at picture books, it motionless, like a
ship stranded the ship. How many times I to further than the children show it,
made up of its glorious history, said it had carried corps commander charged up
and made a illustrious meritorious military service, it without a word, like a
piece of no temperature of iron. How many times I to the village, consult an old
man, want to know about its history, especially want to know how it is blind,
nobody told me. How many times I stroked its neck asked, dear horse, your eyes
are blind, how is shell leather avalanche blind? Is against green eye blind? Is
the eagle peck blind? - let me again and ask the earth, it does not answer.
"I now answer you." Ma said. The horse speak soft lips clumsily flipping, from
time to time to show was straw wear the white one. His voice is very depressing,
as if through a zigzag long pipeline transmission over. This voice makes me
crazy, make me happy, to my horror, make me like smell sounds of nature, can't
not seriously listened to the lecture
Ma said: "Japan there is a famous story about eyes. Jean female spring piano was
disfigurement blind, her disciple is her lover sasuke, then his thorn blind
eyes. And an old story, Oedipus learned that he killed father marry a mother
later, remorse, destruct the binocular. Your horse village, not up new
daughter-in-law, in order to avoid military service, with lime point blind eyes.
This shows that the world has a blind person, in order to escape, in order to
possession, in order to perfect, to punish, is willing to get his blind. Of
course, you want to know, is why I am blind eyes..." The horse back, the topic
reminded it infinite bitter past
Ma said: "dozens of years ago, I was indeed a horse
charger, I bottom mark is proof. My master is a handsome officer. He not only
looks outstanding, but also full of military strategy. I love to him, as lovers.
One day, he should make a pungent smell the breath of cosmetics woman riding on
my back. My heart angry, energy dispersion, traveling through the woods, hit the
tree and put the woman lift down. Officer with a belt whip me and scold me 'you
this horse a blind horse!"...... from now on, I decided to no longer open my
eye
So you put blind!" I'm from wheat ricks one before.
No, I'm blind..." Ma said, turned off, toward the long endless dark road, will
be duty-bound to walk.
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The Horse Whisperer, like a thick mane brush brushed the face whisk in the past, so I woke up. Dangle in front of a towering shadow, like a wall of thick black wall. A familiar smell my eyebrows. I suddenly woke up, modern life behind the background quietly receded, sunny, shining over thirty years ago that plugging the yellow walls. Subtilis howling on the wall, a brilliant feathers of the rooster standing on top sang along the wall before a left leaning wheat haystack, a group of hens scattered grass, dig and eat. There are a herd of cattle tied to pillars in front of the wall, his head bowed ruminants, seems as if in contemplation. The curved wooden pillars covered Niumao, walls plastered Ugutsu. I sat in a haystack, leaned a bit of a hand can touch those chickens, you can touch those cattle. I did not touch the chicken did not touch the cattle, I lift up his countenance upon looking at it - close friends - horse black preoccupied butt branded with the word "Z99" blind, is said to be retired from the field army down ride anyway for the production team to mighty hard working village's famous old horse. "Ma, you ah!" I haystack edge jumps into the arms around the neck of its stout. I get goosebumps, tears rolling smooth skin. It shrugged cut bamboo-like ears, and the vicissitudes of the tone, said: "Come, young man, come on, I do not like this way, there is no need so good to sit and listen to me talk to you." Akira neck, my body light as a feather camel out of the ground, and then sat down on the wheat haystack edge, hand can touch those chickens, explore a little body can touch those cattle. I looked at old friends not seen for thirty years. It still is what it is then: huge head gigantic stature, slender limbs, tile blue hooves, a fluffy tail, closed do not know why blind eyes. Thus, a number of scenarios come to realize, such as in front. I have repeatedly pulling its tail hair do bow, it silently stood at attention, as if a wall. How many times have I sat it wide and flat backs to see comic, it is motionless, like a stranded ship. How many times I show off the children in a neighboring village, to fabricate its glorious history, strikes, and said it had laden corps commander legislation hehe exploits, it is silent, like a piece of iron without temperature. How many times I advice to the elderly in the village would like to know its history, in particular, want to know how it is blind, no one told me. How many times I stroked its neck and asked, dear horse, how your eyes are blind, shells leather collapse blind? Harm pink eye blinded you? Eagle pecking blind? - Any of a thousand times Wan kept asking over and over, it does not answer. "I answer you right now." Ma said. Ma spoke soft lips awkwardly flip aspartate wear revealing white teeth of from time to time. It sounds very dull, as if passing through a long and tortuous pipeline over. This voice so obsessed with me, I was intoxicated, To my horror, I like smelling the Teana, dare not listen carefully. Ma said: "Japan has a well-known story about the eyes. Piano female spring and piano was disfigured blind, her apprentice is also her lover Sasuke, they blinded eyes there is an old story, Oedipus learned that he killed his father and marry his mother, remorse, self-destruct his eyes of your village Ma Wencai, Buxia the the newlywed wife This shows that, in order to evade military service, blind eyes with lime point., world class blind, in order to avoid, in order to occupy, in order to perfect the purpose of punishment is willing to own their own blind you most want to know is why I blind eye ... "Ma pondered this topic brought back it infinite bitterness of the past Ma said: "a few decades ago, I did a warhorse, my butt imprint is proof. My master is a valiant officer he not only looks outstanding, but also full of military strategy. devotedly attached to him, as lovers one day, he even let one exudes a the pungent powder breath of a woman riding on my back. irritated my mind distracted, through the woods, hit a tree, the woman lift . officer beaten with whips me, called me 'horse you blind horse!' ...... Since then, I decided not to open my eyes ... "So you installed blind!" from the wheat haystack before jumped. "No, I'm blind ......" Ma spoke out turned hesitate to walk toward the long endless dark road.
The Horse Whisperer, like a thick mane brush brushed the face whisk in the past, so I woke up. Dangle in front of a towering shadow, like a wall of thick black wall. A familiar smell my eyebrows. I suddenly woke up, modern life behind the background quietly receded, sunny, shining over thirty years ago that plugging the yellow walls. Subtilis howling on the wall, a brilliant feathers of the rooster standing on top sang along the wall before a left leaning wheat haystack, a group of hens scattered grass, dig and eat. There are a herd of cattle tied to pillars in front of the wall, his head bowed ruminants, seems as if in contemplation. The curved wooden pillars covered Niumao, walls plastered Ugutsu. I sat in a haystack, leaned a bit of a hand can touch those chickens, you can touch those cattle. I did not touch the chicken did not touch the cattle, I lift up his countenance upon looking at it - close friends - horse black preoccupied butt branded with the word "Z99" blind, is said to be retired from the field army down ride anyway for the production team to mighty hard working village's famous old horse. "Ma, you ah!" I haystack edge jumps into the arms around the neck of its stout. I get goosebumps, tears rolling smooth skin. It shrugged cut bamboo-like ears, and the vicissitudes of the tone, said: "Come, young man, come on, I do not like this way, there is no need so good to sit and listen to me talk to you." Akira neck, my body light as a feather camel out of the ground, and then sat down on the wheat haystack edge, hand can touch those chickens, explore a little body can touch those cattle. I looked at old friends not seen for thirty years. It still is what it is then: huge head gigantic stature, slender limbs, tile blue hooves, a fluffy tail, closed do not know why blind eyes. Thus, a number of scenarios come to realize, such as in front. I have repeatedly pulling its tail hair do bow, it silently stood at attention, as if a wall. How many times have I sat it wide and flat backs to see comic, it is motionless, like a stranded ship. How many times I show off the children in a neighboring village, to fabricate its glorious history, strikes, and said it had laden corps commander legislation hehe exploits, it is silent, like a piece of iron without temperature. How many times I advice to the elderly in the village would like to know its history, in particular, want to know how it is blind, no one told me. How many times I stroked its neck and asked, dear horse, how your eyes are blind, shells leather collapse blind? Harm pink eye blinded you? Eagle pecking blind? - Any of a thousand times Wan kept asking over and over, it does not answer. "I answer you right now." Ma said. Ma spoke soft lips awkwardly flip aspartate wear revealing white teeth of from time to time. It sounds very dull, as if passing through a long and tortuous pipeline over. This voice so obsessed with me, I was intoxicated, To my horror, I like smelling the Teana, dare not listen carefully. Ma said: "Japan has a well-known story about the eyes. Piano female spring and piano was disfigured blind, her apprentice is also her lover Sasuke, they blinded eyes there is an old story, Oedipus learned that he killed his father and marry his mother, remorse, self-destruct his eyes of your village Ma Wencai, Buxia the the newlywed wife This shows that, in order to evade military service, blind eyes with lime point., world class blind, in order to avoid, in order to occupy, in order to perfect the purpose of punishment is willing to own their own blind you most want to know is why I blind eye ... "Ma pondered this topic brought back it infinite bitterness of the past Ma said: "a few decades ago, I did a warhorse, my butt imprint is proof. My master is a valiant officer he not only looks outstanding, but also full of military strategy. devotedly attached to him, as lovers one day, he even let one exudes a the pungent powder breath of a woman riding on my back. irritated my mind distracted, through the woods, hit a tree, the woman lift . officer beaten with whips me, called me 'horse you blind horse!' ...... Since then, I decided not to open my eyes ... "So you installed blind!" from the wheat haystack before jumped. "No, I'm blind ......" Ma spoke out turned hesitate to walk toward the long endless dark road.
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