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Quiet, close your eyes and listen to the voice of snow

<td class=\fireside sitting trembling. Braved the blazing firewood fireworks above, lit up her face goes colorless. Tu Kang, the younger sister covered with blankets to sleep peacefully, a slight breathing issue. Half a head sticking out of her hair a little fluffy.
quiet for a long time, suddenly there came a new-born baby next door cries, breaking the silence of this small village. Then a burst of delighted cheers, noisy sound, the only hear the sound that is full of Bitterness: \Liu is the neighbor's wife's water broke a grandfather. The news out of the window like a cold wind, blowing through a small village once every corner. Every heard of people come to faith is kneeling in front of Liu days thanks to Grandpa congratulations, and then trapped by their own.
small quiet heart is barely disguised pleasure of. Liu aunt gave birth to finally get a little brother.
At this point, the great people at home went out, leaving only a small quiet village with her sister clear. A small static look at the sleeping sister, and then quietly turned to the back of the house that used to hold straw and firewood between the latrine door. Piles of straw in a small quiet work out a small candy tin loading. Forced to open a small tin lid, and took out a piece of crumpled sheets of money votes. Brown corner, two blue hair, purple fifty cents, one dollar red. The money is usually secretly kept a small quiet down.
\Static friction with small hands covered with dirt taste that old money votes, like treasures like. Count to four dollars, she stopped. She carefully put the tin in the rest of the notes, cover the lid. Re the little tin back into the hidden corners of that, paved with thick layers of straw,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], until not see the slightest trace. She pulled the number out of the four-tightly in her hand, tightly.
she returned to the room, gently pull on the sister body of the quilt cover. Then, softly closed the door, rushed into the snow like arrows. She has been all the way along the road village has been running, her shoes have just stepped on the ground and quickly raised, she was always running red nose red with cold. Snow down, a moment her hair dyed white. Only her footprints on the road, deep and shallow.
she was going to the nearest town, she had to call my brother, she wanted to tell him a lot of thing.
An hour later, she finally saw that room a little shop. There are several phones, just press that she was a series of familiar number, you can hear the distant sound of his brother in the south.
she stopped. Exhaled breath of his mouth in the cold air into the water vapor to flow to the end I do not know where to go. Remnants of snow still hanging in her hair, cotton on. She shook many feet a thin layer of snow. Subconsciously, and then clenched his money ticket.
phone, she carefully pressed deeply into those figures in mind. Microphone there came a \
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little quiet because of anxiety with trembling voice gently asked: \on shouting loudly.
\\Did not have three months to call brother. But she choked back, and touched his nose.
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small quiet suddenly, without a word, the sound card in the mouth. But to not let him worry about, only to comfort him: \said: \
\. \Since the body is a little quiet bad in the winter are particularly vulnerable to illness. Small, he witnessed many times in the snow collapsed the small static. That year, the small quiet town was sent to the hospital, the doctor said,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], thanks to earlier sent, or will cause serious illness, when it will be very difficult to treat. That night,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], he held a small static ice cold if the hand, and constantly rubbing her body temperature, keep praying. Jing is a very distressed little child.
\I will not get sick. \
\Seriously, can not help but smile. Little quiet, you will be very powerful. You are the most pure angel on earth, just like home, like those falling snow. Xiaojing, one day, my brother will spread my wings and give you maximum warmth, such as hot as the warmth of the sun. So, all the cold winter will uphold the retired.
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\Costa Rica, there are so many things want to tell you why it stuck in the throat at the moment unable to speak? The end to one end of the distance that the amount of leave days and nights to reach? Year, you stay in a crowded train for a few days before the family hopes to carry the very heart of the southern city heard? Brother, if you are not picked up street children, then they will not only primary education, so the heart to let you go there, right? All of this, the final analysis, who is to blame? Miss your warmth, but I do not know which direction the face, the wind will give you my thoughts.
brother, we are living in poor rural areas, it should bear such a fate it? Could not escape the fate, as long in the slope of the thorns, the body designated to severely wound bleeding.
the two dollars to the store's owner, also bought a few sweets in my pocket. Along the same route, stumbling back. Snow is still falling, stacked layers of snow on the road, to the time of annihilation of the footprints, and even behind the soon to be filled. At first glance, is the white snow. See come. A man alone in a small quiet narrow road difficult to turn back.
back to earth when the house, Zhuang Qing has not wake up. Liu aunt's house is not noisy, and only some minor sporadic broken language.
small static 站在院子里, spread out hand. To snow in the palm of the hand, a two ... ... they are gradually melting. Everything is covered with a white blanket to sleep peacefully. It seems the entire world, only to hear the sound of falling snow. Close your eyes and listen to the whisper of snow. It tells a long story.
year, destined to be an unusual year. Baby girl birth mother again, when my grandmother and father were furious. Grandma's nose pointing to the mother reproved, You do not birth to a boy baby of a woman, I do not know how to marry a rock you. Chuang Ching weak mother's arms lying cry randomly, she did not know her birth could be so unpopular, as did her birth, is opening in a first saw that in condemning the world. Father feeling extremely depressed, and he quietly went to the entrance to the village's small store to buy a bottle of wine to the dark. Drunk saw huddled in the corner is a small quiet, picked up a stick to beat her, his mouth still remembered: the girl who has caused your family was poor they add to the poor, support what you use, why not God Give me a man baby? Not endured the pain of small quiet crying out loud, her faint moonlight through, clearly saw the tears in the eyes of his father. It seems the people here, the girl is useless bitch, the boy is the hand treasures. Sexist thinking has deeply rooted in people's consciousness, inherited from generation to generation phase. So is young girls born to do a lot of live, while boys from the village can play together in groups to Murao, free to make fun of girls.
probably feel the same way his father, the mother of a child finally pregnant again, but again gave birth to a girl, perhaps in the future there is no chance pregnant. Old banker is not then they will bring up the rear of the. Mother obviously can not accept the fact that silence in the house all day, facing a small village sunny daze. Several small glimpse of his mother put his hand on a small quiet village clear of the neck, then put down, the last breath gave a resigned sigh. Grandmother took my father closed the door quietly said, with the woman divorce. Remarry. Can not let our family rear ah. Father shook his head does not agree, but no say anything. Grandma would scold the woman any good, not that pretty young thing. You useless things, and even marry a wife is useless. Father let Grandma swore, and always without a word.
month later, the aunt came with her grandmother said, as a boy back to the orphanage receive it, although not natural, not stronger than. Grandma to persuade his father, rock, ah, to pick up a male baby come back. Voluntary compliance of the grandmother's father, brought back in the small town boy, that is, small fish village. Chuang fish is cruel parents, children abandoned on the roadside. His father took him back to the day, a small quiet in the kitchen cooking the rice, which makes his face black. Father against everyone that we fish is the son of the future. Xiaojing, to, sounds brother. Small Jingsheng sheepishly called out, brother. 10-year-old boy smile grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth. Small quiet 7-year-old that year.
Later, the father alone can not maintain the low income share of a six lives. The father asked the age of 16, he followed the return of migrant workers from the outside to a southern city to work. I heard the city has high tall buildings, busy streets ... ... right now like a fairyland. Chuang fish simply pick up two pieces of clothing will be riding the train south, three years, did not return home again. Only a few hundred each month to send the money back. He said, stay where you can save the fare. Although his father occasionally they begin, but only faint miss. After all, not natural, no need to pay too much truth. Perhaps the village fish from the start just the family outsider.
small static 站在院子里, forget time, and forget everything around him. This is the first snow of winter,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], white and flawless. Perhaps it can be pure chaos of life,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], wash away those who bear the past. So the wheel of fate in this tortured man to smile, looking forward to next spring.
quietly, listening to the snow in the fall.
\thick low branches small quiet beat. Over the years, the father life more and more unhappy temper his temper, he just hit a bad mood, mother, sister, and she will inevitably meal vicious beating. Scar on back leg thanks to a number have been numerous.
like a beautiful dream was suddenly broken in general, sharp voice of his father flash across the sky, suddenly a small quiet world away from the snow sober. Her father saw the face of anger came up to her holding a branch, she was thrilled. \
vaguely heard his father said with a sigh: \under the snow.
snow grew larger and larger. The road into the mountains are covered with layers of snow, every step is very difficult. Was getting dark down. Boundless sky, the haze of all things quiet. Static dragging heavy small steps, step by step walk to the mountains. She gasped, breathing, coughing and clutching his chest constantly. I just felt like feet locked a chain, more important, almost non-kicker to mention.
small static feel very tired to find a tree to sit down and relying on. Look at a piece of snow falling down from the sky and landed on the north of this barren land, a small quiet suddenly felt since birth, and to bear the suffering and fatigue life of all heavy handed down, and even the memory of this snow was purification of only a few fine details. She thought of her sister and brother, snowball fights in the yard. Think of the mother with her rough hands to help her warm. Weizhehuolu remembered a man to eat dumplings.
with snow and quietly, and gradually her gently wrapped the body, from toes to the hair, piled her a little snowman. Small quiet smile his face always with a quiet, but also forget the body's cold, or a cold to numb. Time froze like normal, the sky darkened completely, the whole mountain forest in the deep layers of the night was covered with snow. To speak, very tired very tired, small quiet eyelids gradually closed, and she really want a good sleep. That faint sound of breathing like the final out, the lights slowly stopped.
only heard the sound of snow falling. Quietly and not disturb anyone's dream. It was the most wonderful sounds of soothing the north.
Two days later, Xueting the. Into the mountains in a tree was discovered a frozen body, without any temperature. She also bare a slight smile on his face.
small quiet did not wake up.
that day, the cry rang clear village the whole sky. However, the small quiet village no longer see her lovely face a fine.
father in the yard, muttering: \

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