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A dancing heart
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When the woman woke up, accompanied by bursts of fragrance in the aroma of the flow of crosses into the hearts of her getting sober. Is a small cabinet on the bed of yellow roses, her favorite flower.
room was empty, how long his lying, and she did not know, she could only remember that he is now lying on the bed. White walls, white curtains, white bedding - her heart was actually a little trance. In fainted the moment, she is to dance with his wife, jump that support their favorite waltz ... ...
At this time, she felt that Wood's body, especially the lower body extremely uncomfortable. Move leg, left leg was stiffened! She felt the black eyes and burst! Such as drip tears open the river, climb wet pillow. She knew he was had a stroke! However, she also knows, through treatment and adhere to exercise, or can be restored.
hallway footsteps. Light and soothing, but full of rhythm. Is his wife came. She quickly wiped away tears, pretending to still sleep.
door opened, and a gray-haired, his face haggard old man quietly walked beds. He stared at his wife's face, looking at. Suddenly, he found her a faint reddish face,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], mouth upward slightly, as when she was young and naughty. Lei Wu diffuse slowly from the eyes out, she finally woke up. He cried! If she is gone, how should he do? Alone, all alone, Xingyingxiangdiao! Loss associated with old age he could bear the pain got it? The thought of these, he Huanghuang Ran a loss, the heart, is like being taken off the whole.
she heard him cry depressed. The hearts of a mess, her tears have followed out.
he grasped her hand, smiled and said: \hello go, no way! \
the familiar words, so that they recall the old scene.
the spring, in her impression, very long. For some reason, her body appears a bit unusual: the friends once a month, more and more time guest, wrapped around her, so she can be so weak and helpless. She did not care, but added that he repeatedly reminded the attentive, urging her to go to the hospital to check. In our hearts, she is very embarrassed Moreover, she felt that far away from the heart yet, do not worry too much about anything. Later, I heard her colleagues also have this situation arise, told the women the experience of buying drugs are eating. Also it passed again and again.
she liked to dance, a day after dinner, she will be on time with his open-air dance to the square. Not many people dancing, after all, is a small town, at the time considered the behavior of fashion, it seems that only the avant-garde people to get involved. She is a dance teacher, dancing in the square becomes extremely free and normal. These days, though her body is not very refreshing, but she was eager for the music sounded familiar to contain himself when the end is toward the stage.
he had not dancing, but to her, he gradually from the spectators also became a dancer. That day he tried to persuade her not to jump, but that she begged, eager eyes, was left to her.
soothing music in the night flowing. Two people walk away, light dance, body movement, eye movement, dance and also because the night flying, burning! Passion for life in the waves on the dance floor, people could not help but feel: alive, really good.
rotation, rotation, circle, circle, suddenly, she felt pain in the stomach in waves. He sensed the trembling of her body, staring at her furrowed brow, anxiously asked: \He helped her, just to get out of dance, with his back, she tossed away in an instant. He urgently seize her arm, one to her in his arms. Dim light, her pale pale.
the crowd a bit chaotic, and he just said,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], \He carries her to a nearby county hospital ran. Heart, you can pop out of a mouth, he did not dare to results.
\That followed him, also wrote the names of thirty years, actually find it difficult to fall on the paper.
\like a lifesaver, so that little by little his heart down to: \. Her smile a little bit to dispel his fear. Finally, his trembling hand crooked, she wrote her own name. First, write down the most in his life is not beautiful words. He is a member of the county Calligraphy Association, and his calligraphy, the unit is second to none, and his wrist stroke is free and easy Alex King, such as fill the gap. Hanging in the office of the Secretary of the photograph, much of the praise of calligraphy lovers. But today,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], he has written the most lame character!
outside the operating room, he could not calm down, other people's comfort, but also made him restless. Time to go too slow, one minute, had to have a century long. He seemed to hear his beard \
long, long time, seems like every few centuries, she finally came out of his. She lies on the operating bed, pale yellow wax, his eyes closed, though unconscious, but her breathing was calm, his heart finally came down.
groan in pain, she woke up. He is on her side. Upper body leaning forward, facing her, looking with eyes full of love and affection. Her hand was in his hands, tightly, her hand dripping.
He said: \This is how many years ago saying it?
thoughts returned to the good old days at university.
They are the first batch of students after the Cultural Revolution.
Cultural Revolution, the pain so that they cherish the hard-won college life, they put this warm, vibrant life of learning. She is the art department, specializing in dance; he read Chinese literature, specializing in secretarial. They originally met, the same town, same school, same grade, and is the school's celebrity, letting them entrance to the bridge in the region only a teachers college, how would it is not particularly friendly? Met the original distance they suddenly narrowed. Yes, that's their \High school, they can only be looked far shore, dare not deviate from the. But the new university life, the seeds of democracy began to sprout in the fields of their hearts. They have never contacted a number of literary works about love as they love one fertile soil to grow the tree. \In the sea of books, in the heart of consonance, exhibited the influence of intoxicating fragrance of rose, slowly stretch blooming face life every day, there are songs in the dust.
life is colorful, often held over the weekend party, leaving them immersed in a beautiful dream.
She is a dance floor every now and then the cloud, the transfer of flowers. In his eyes, she was the best, although there are many beautiful young girls than her, but his vision has always been long on her. She is a light, youthful, beautiful, dressed in colorful wings like a butterfly, floating in the air in the walk through the dance floor.
sweet feeling that they indulge in the river of love. Shaman sun of life, although there are disputes, quarrels, angry, can they like pebbles in the river, sparking a small vortex, waves splashing blossoming into life way around. His tolerant, he's a gentleman and let the storm in the beauty of a successful end.
do not remember what that thing in the end is to, perhaps because of a word, may be different views on an issue, perhaps he did not understand, study and understanding of what she will, anyway, they are fallen out. She angrily dodge away, leaving him alone just stood there. Under the watchful eyes, he can only be suppressed grievances and discontent inside, back to the dormitory.
the next day just to summer break. Sky is still black and he goes to the station bought a ticket to her quarters downstairs. Boys and girls coming and going, carrying large bags in, hurriedly walking on the road. Their dormitory window was open, he stood under a tree waiting for a moment, thought she should get up, I went downstairs Management Office,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], requested the administrator to allow him to look at her dormitory. Administrators of their old acquaintance, and he's always, he's handsome, and he often donated small items, causing them a good impression, so he smooth clearance. Her dormitory door was closed, knocking, it was asked who was not her voice. His heart to suddenly pulling up. 'll Knock. Who are you? ! The door suddenly opened. A girl dressed in a more messy hair, stood in the door sideways. He stood outside the door, asked her where to go. The girl said to the station early in the morning, and never came back. That she brought baggage there, she went to do it? He asked, suddenly hoarse voice, his mouth full of bitter taste actually. The girl looked at him that did not take, as if to pick up a classmates. Put down his heart.
he stood downstairs. Waiting. \The smelly girl, dare to do that to me, see how I deal with you! His heart he thought bitterly. How can they treat her, she was his lover, holding in the palm of his lover ah! With this intention, there is no awareness has been quietly behind close. Hands covered his eyes, do not guess, a small pair of soft, boneless hand no one else but her. He grabbed her hand and pulled himself in front of her, and said fiercely: the girl who does not say hello to Xiang Liu, doors are not. She drew drew a nose: I do not want to say hello and left, no way! Laugh, happy, such as the delicate fragrance of lilacs spread out from their hearts to.
a flurried, a few years later, she became a woman, he becomes the old man, the children away from this small town, to his longing for the city developed. Twenty years of family fun calm down,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], and the two world came back, they are old.
He looked at her affectionately. Pair has the clear eye, and now cast a vast years; her charming face, but also to split time left spot mottled prints; she can dance the body, may make her far from her to pay at the stage of life ... ... to dance, how hurt he is now the heart! She can afford it?
old woman watching the love of a lifetime with her friend the old man, looking at his wrinkled brow, know his heart. She said: old man, how many days I have heard that support the Waltz? Brought back to the recorder, I want to hear. Dancing is a state of mind, not to jump, but in the heart ah!
this haggard old man laughed, and he called and excitedly to his son: Your mother has a heart of dance, such feelings, but also worried about?
quiet room, quietly opening the roses, sit quietly accompanied the two old people, that support Waltz, quietly played in their hearts ... ...
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