At the years, I was 13 years old, escaped in class, lying in the grass, covering white cloth, only seeing her dirty feet, no shoes. In the late years, I have seen the body of the body, which makes me always think that people will take off the shoes before death to express the determination of the world. Of course, Ajing is not, she is killed by people, when she died, I must not die.
I died in the years, the summer is very hot, it is still hot in autumn, I still listen to mosquitoes at night, I have lost it. After this, it seems that I have never existed, people almost no longer mention me, continue to drink water, continue to take medicine, continue to sing. Of course, Ajing is not, when I arrive, she has been in the government for a long time, is hout, revealing a white-off waist.
In fact, I don't know Ai Ai, I don't know before, I still don't know it, but I remember her feet, dirty, no shoes. She remembers me, I don't know. But she seems to know me, putting it hands to me, but I forgot what she said. Maybe you are good, maybe where you go, or today the weather is good.
That year, the government is in repairing projects. It is cement, wood, steel bars, very muddy on the ground, a lot of puddles, black black black. She sat on the half-cut house, when I looked up her, I stepped into a mud water, so I walked back and looked up again. She smiled quietly, like a white paper, her feet, her feet were very dirty, like a demon.
Later, I think of these details every time I think of these details, but I always can't think of where it is. Finally, I began to suspect whether there is so much encounter, maybe it's just a dream? However, will the dead will dream? Ajing is not a dream, but obviously, she can't think of anything, we all fell asleep.
