The reporter asks him to talk about the other side to be opposite of division comparing defend, what did two do to change recently, jackson says, “Either such, it is them only begin pair of division comparing from the 2nd defend become very stable, tonyAlan is prevented very successfully, the body is sticking him. Now, I must want to take a few spaces and time to division comparing, let him rest, such ability complement energy, come back afresh. Hit many minutes 30 when him, still can terminative match, this are very important to us, hope to see us can find such impetus.
later, li Fusi also accepts reporters to interview, his greatest cherished desire is 3 tycoons can send force simultaneously, such thing is in before never had happened in the match. “You hope to see them can be hit simultaneously, said yesterday like me, two teams defend first-rate, they want to procrastinate for certain break down you. Now, my afraid thing is fellow people should have firm will, be locked in a stalemate is over there. If our 3 tycoons, still have bright much, still have each person, if can be developed entirely, so affirmative very wonderful, if such thing happened, my mood has affirmed. We should do such business toward the attempt for certain.

To the front door. We shook hands firmly.
Two or three days later, I found the house gave him the works of Lu Ling, including "In the chain of", "Zhu Guihua Story," "love", etc. 56. I wrote a poem, "You open your book," Elegy for collection in the "hot", the note was stroking his book Lu Ling, trembling scenarios. I also
Wrote a poem, the title has been forgotten, Lu Ling is written in the years returned home, his stubbornness, the sun parched land to walk following the gesture, which now only remember the eight lines, written in the following, as a souvenir :
Dog days of the noonLu Ling walking alone in the sunHe avoided all of the shadowsDo not even
Wear hatsHe does not believe that way always already forgotten the wayRecognize only the memory of sunshineHis daughterFar behind with his
Over two years to restore some of Lu Ling’s health, he reluctantly will laugh (but with more than 20 years of laughter, or can not be compared), and wrote some verses sent to me. Then, after two years, until his

At home. I asked Lu Ling: "books?" Yuming Ying behalf he replied: "Since no more, a book is not left." I asked: "His own works are also a not it?" Or Yuming Ying replied: "A book has gone." She did not make any explanation. I said to them, Lu Ling my family and some books (my wife painstakingly preserved a
Lot of books), the next time to bring them all the time. Lu Ling is still sitting quietly, not a little reaction. Over the years, Lu Ling not only has no connection with the literary world, the book does not happen with the relationship. This is not only sadly, is simply unimaginable things. Over the past my friends together, if
Lu Ling largest and most attractive about his work, talk about interesting things he encountered. He is a storyteller. Lu Ling is the one in front of the long volcanic cooling. In the past we often mouth to say "desperate", only know at the moment. It was not despair, just a general disappointment.
Farewell, Lu Ling and Yu Mingying sent me

Of paper put in the side table, open, which is sugar block, "Niu Han, sugar." I did not speak, and no sugar. Silence for a while, I asked the children to her home, she soon as long sigh and said: "are delayed. Second daughter, and we now live in one." I have also made our family all these years said
The situation slightly . No difference between the two cases. I spoke with Yuming Ying, Lu Ling slightly bang bang one slightly and attacked the candy, he breath into a dozen pieces of candy is almost gone. Yuming Ying shook his head, smiled and Lu Ling said: "Ling, you eat, and Niu Han eat?" Lu Ling did not say a
Word like as not to hear, his face expressionless. Even I can not possibly imagine. Lu Ling is how many years it survived. His violent temper than I am, therefore, the suffering than I should be more. Now he is a dime thanks to street cleaning costs per household livelihoods.
Therefore, when I suddenly felt out Lu Ling see a book

As Xianning a sunny lake that dried up. Silent for a long time, he picked up a loaded pipe down from the bed and wicker baskets baskets, paper with a small piece of paper had a gun, and began smoking again.
Lu Ling’s hat down to his brow, not see his eyes. I stretched my hand to his hat off. He
Is represented by me, only gusto smoked his cigarette. His hair has a half white, and some sparse, such as the failure of the dry autumn grass. Twenty years ago, his hair dark and thick, his speech is like MercedesBenz horse hair toss toss the.
Lu Ling told me that he wanted Yuming Ying shouted back. He is used to again
Hat on his head and slowly out of the house. Within a short work, Yuming Ying and his piece back. Yuming Ying Lu Ling smaller than changes, one also can recognize. She rushed to me with a Cuci rice bowl pour boiling water, onesided, while sorry to say: "good home for many years without a cup." She brought a bit

Bed, small bed stretching half a square table in the following, who sleep in this bed (that is, Lu Ling) get his legs out into the table. To which a coal stove, a lot of ash, there is a pile of sweet potatoes by the other side wall, and two food bags. Sideways crossing a high wire room, covered a
Wide variety of clothes. Family had no wardrobe, no stools, no luggage and the like, there are several clothing package stacked in a corner bed. Lu Ling and I sat in a small bed of the bed. Bed, small bed on the edge of the sacks are a detour to a few clean sheets, want to come because they are
Afraid the dirty sheets.
I’m holding the hand of Lu Ling, sitting side by side. I looked at him, he did not look at me. I said: "the body right?" "Okay." Jue very high, his mouth could not help bobbing. Teeth must have been to pieces, and cheeks deep fall. Had a friend in the most charming big eyes, and now

Face the past and look young, you have to learn to think, "aging" of human faces and facial expressions of skills. Such as large eyes, people, old age, the eyes often become like a deep well. Before this person is another deep, dark eyes. Lu Ling has big and bright young eyes. I almost cried and cried: "Ling, how do
You not promise me?" While surrounded by hand on his shoulder. Lu Ling unexpected abnormal calmly said to me: "You are Niu Han? I From the first hears your voice out." Oh, my good friend, you have not forgotten my voice. "Then why do not you agree?" He said: "Yuming Ying told me to buy the meat of two cents,
I forget about it." The answer was strange. He just stood there stupidly, thinking originally forgot to buy the meat of the matter two cents. My heart aches up … … I took his hand to the bed and sat down.
Then, I saw the scene of his house: front is a large bed, next to the wall is a small

Nothing happened. I would knock two, knock on some weight too, or no response. "He went out again." I thought. I carefully looked through the window glass move in the room stood a man underground, back to the door, motionless, back a little bent, I clearly see his neck stretched forward, there is a deep fold Road, I also, that
The sweat of the channel. I concluded that this probably is not more than 20 years to meet the Lu Ling. I cried a few times, "Lu Ling, Lu Ling … …" My voice is very large but the black blocks of the stand, not a plunge turned. So I had went into gentle walking to his front. Indistinct I
Saw his face. He wore a hat along at home though the dark, I was the outline of his face to recognize this is Lu Ling. In recent years, it will recognize old friends I have, even if some of them beyond recognition, I still can seat of your pants at once identified. You can not just want him to

Called her come. A few steps to do." I said: "No, she was a man at home? "aunty said:" I saw him just go home, the old man out of the sun every day. "aunty that lives in that Lu Ling my courtyard. I walked towards there. Is a strip of the yard, only the crude main house, the house
Of the same pattern. I stand among a turn in the hospital looked at, Lu Ling live one then? I found the middle of a row of the main house, there is a glass is broken. I am sensitive to think that that is the home of Lu Ling, that most glass is smashed with his fist Lu Ling’s.
I stand
In his doorway for a moment. Originally outbuildings of broken windows, debris in the eaves, the equivalent of building the heap, which has a housing, door firmly shut. I stepped into a twostep, from the windows to look inside, the dark. That was a cloudy day. I would like some at home, Lu Ling. On the gently Qiaoliaoliangxia door and

He wore a large mask, his face dark, sweeping a street, then sweeping a street, whom do not say hello. After I listened to my heart There is some truth practical, first, Lu Ling still alive, and can work; Secondly, he played so early, they wear masks, shows that he also knew that human dignity. Not as one legend, as
His mental disorders, shouting at home all day, head collision with the walls and doors and windows. Lu Ling This is a hearty, I believe he will not selfdestruction.
I remember the early winter of 1978 to see him. I hear his address, rode his bicycle to find him. To the herb in, I was relying on a vague impression, quickly
Found a good one is the text associated quarters. Alleys are muddy, the walls are not high horrendous collapse. In the first corner, I asked a grandmother: "Where does Yuming Ying lived?" Yuming Ying is Lu Ling’s wife. Aunty is very enthusiastic and said: "Yu Mingying you, in our streets sacks factory work, and I very familiar with her, I

Of the grave. Must first melt them, to pour them out from the hearts. But I know that my life is not much blazing fire, therefore, can melt to pour in only a small part of the.
Good readers, forgive me.
   
"Cultural Revolution" period, Lu Ling family living in the sun outside the herb, I was aware of this. Grass to have
Quanguowenlian of a dormitory, where I went to the late 50s, attended a friend’s wedding. I am not a day trip to the ceremony, the day too many people, friends, let me escape the day and then go alone. So I do not hurry to leave in a hurry, I stopped for several hours in Fangcaodi. Grass land not far
From the People’s Literature Publishing House, I have two often go outside Chaoyang labor, but none met Lu Ling. "Gang of Four" on the eve of the fall, some people see in the meadows to sweeping the streets Lu Ling, who knew boxing up in the morning, almost every day in the dim alley fiber songs and sees his shadow.

All the department is vast vacantly, and a bit like I saw last year, the Gobi Desert to Kashgar. However, when (precisely the first time) did not had a very abnormal state of mind, to become the trance restless people up there in Beijing Dialect phrases are called "ignorant," and I was a bit similar of situation. I have this
Terrible sense of trance, and it has not disappeared.
Trance to the decades passed. No farewell farewell, King never thought to lead to a reunion ten times a hundred times (some friends and family can never be reunited in a). With these real reunion, it was the time when the absence of faint farewell rally in the deep heart of a
Heavy connotations. I do not call it internal injuries, because it does not leave scars.
Reunion is a memorable details. Six or seven years, I have not touched this problem. I have no strength to shake them for a long time pent up in the life experience and petrochemicals; they piled into blocks into blocks in the spirit, form the shape

Early write a few words about a reunion of the documentary have not write, as if from a farewell talk about emotions, but always turn to, but how to write it farewell?
The past three decades, I have not written a farewell back. Said year, suddenly lost all their relatives and friends, whom I did not leave off, including my wife
And children included. A few years ago, a young reporter, I hope I wrote that year to write a farewell scene; he imagined the kind of classical tragic farewell must be crying day rush places. I told him not to write, "Where what goodbye Yeah!" He said after listening to me look very funny, shaking his head while laughing, but
Also with insight into the eyes of all look at me, he thought I was a lingering fear, do not tell the truth Qian. In fact, I said is really true. Not farewell, Where to describe what can be vivid descriptions of the scene is heartbroken? Really, there are many memories in my mind almost did not leave any traces,