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Cane vine

Sitting in the train window, irritable wait for green cars starting from ShaoShan Railway Station, for I'm going back to my place. In the slightly rise, looked out of the window, this is almost within reach and Bi Zhang and not far from several strains of Qing's aspen. Distant cross, a yellow green vines helpless volts across the floor, wall, leaves flowers two flowers, like the memory of sitting on the park bench lonely high old man look so bleak.
Vines: because the stem slender, cannot erect, so it can only be attached to other plants. The first time to see it when it is on, physical education, track and field, it is far from that of school gardening carrying. The gardener planted it in the school fence, in the bamboo tree, at that time we will know its name, but also worried about it will be naughty students skip classes when climbing a fence trampled to death.
Then several times looking at that piece of land, does not seem to have found the vines figure, really think it should die in the expected. But the second year, I saw it long leaves, but no flowers. I began to have some interest in it, expecting surprise he gave me. But I am not anxious, because I go home every day must pass by it.
Another year, I pay special attention to the vine. Hung a string to the vine flowers, and side of the bamboo well-proportioned symbol, and the wall of the cream coloured low camellia. The vine trunk has not faded green shoots, before already and wall of higher. Rattan end end hook shaped curl, hanging a trumpet shaped flowers. Flowers open at that time, the flowers were blossoming in the blowing the deafening sound of assembly, Liaobo the bees, butterflies, all round it. Their plants about my little finger is slender, extends five piece abuts the petals, middle is the silk flower, attracted bees blindly buries the flower, twist and then left some fat buttock in flower mouth no manners, let me stand in the terrified. This kind of mood, and Shen Fu was sitting in a mosquito net upward flying mosquitoes surprise is the same.
The Spring Festival this year, I see Nafuji, after the party and female students, high school together home female students. Then too, together, together, come home. Since the college entrance examination, in the busy with their own things, they don't have much contact. Along the way, only a polite greeting a few words, in spite of all want to find more topics. Completely lost and she together before contented and happy, if the scene with a year of exactly the same, a small cut bare Nafuji also just above ground stems, looking in me. I was young and nice time buried in the black soil, nourish the vines grow, bloom, wither.
I like the vine that lowered his head, dragging a heavy jaw into meditation, meditation. Mind Linateng look never dispersed. Throughout the year, always full of hope for the next season, is also sufficiently prepared to meet the next season.
Why, why, in front of the vines so lax, so be absent-minded, it show me what what, sigh, cry what? Perhaps it is also immersed in the gorgeous bloom of joy, it may blame themselves not beautiful! The vine has lost in the past, also lost in the future. Face the upcoming patch. Yellow, it should not be hard to draw nutrients face near the winter? Should not be for the next year's aesthetic sublimation to prepare? How I regret for it! Shaohua perishable, the past let it forever sealed in memory, it was a good memory, do not want to change it, the vines can only change it the next season's attitude.
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