Until health still left 1/4 hour ' Introduce) Part one : The good fortune returns to come at the age of seven, in the new shoes which mother just bought in the misfortune in childhood, play and chase on the train one in the wind top of crown of the head of the wind. Suddenly, the train whizzed, I worried, the new shoes were blocked in the track, can not pull out really. I draw both legs with the right hand instinctively, then, the right hand, in seconds, no. In this way, my health loses 3/4 of limbs. Father give a piggyback I finish primary school for less than four year, when being lonely and dark, childhood finished.
Part two : Teenager windy to have rainbow teenager muddleheaded tears have mark keep one pure among reality while being rainy, it is sincere and really so difficult to defend tenaciously one in the common customs. Grow up with one day and one day, wander up and down between ideal and realistic crack, I suddenly found some beautiful things were incinerated mercilessly by the realistic smelting pot. Perhaps ideal and reality originally run counter to. In front of realistic color, the ideal only wipes fragile interspersing.
Part three : The young frustration feels sad pain likes helping each other and growing each other movingly and like a small ship each other, while unavoidably having a wooden oar that ruptures, but so long as the sail is still here, can still drive towards the place of the dream, because of having strength of wind. I am very happpy that receive the care of the wind, therefore continue moving ahead, does not lose the direction. This is hospitable wind, the wind of the love, the wind helping each other. The strength that it is exactly the wind lays up for other shore drawing me.
Part four : Float in heart such as sea, man of Beijing, must surf tiding if seamanning, come to Beijing! Here is the large highly competitive stage, break out in an instant, become era pets. aï¿¥ if the seaman, come to Beijing! Here is the cruel wrestling ring that is fought with a weapon, fall down to the ground dejectedly, become the abandoned baby of era in an instant. aï¿¥ Beijing seem high-speed machine sieve that turn round, select the superior and eliminate the inferior rule deduce particularly thorough. The person rolling over in this sieve, as grains of sand, unable to expect how about tormorrow at all? But everybody knows the result is very much the same: Slightly slack off, is eliminated.
Appendix: Net friend's message postscript: I am still 1/4 left
1/4 o'clock as the body is still left: Childhood aï¿¥
Good fortune of misfortune Return to come 1aï¿¥
That winter one dusk for seven years old, I played with " caught a spy " by the railway with a lot of children as usual Game. I wear, come, wear, go in new leather shoes that mother buy for me, run urgent also soon by railway, everyone can not catch up with. Into the switch that when I am proud steps on the rail because of carelessness, both feet can not be pulled out in the middle of the switch really. Just at this moment, one are which transports the coal the fire whizzs. I transport persons or goods by cart at a charge with the right hand instinctively, I have trembled all over, fell by the rail immediately. aï¿¥
I am muddled and muddleheaded hears the strange cry of emergency brake, the sound that and then makes a racket is from crowding around all around. I want, struggle, climb, stand up, but the soft all over one there is not any strength. I see a middle aged man who wears leather cap of cotton, am looking at me a face with stunnedly. He washes the person that surrounds and watches and shouts loudly, goes to look for iron wire and pliers to come quickly. He nips my both legs tightly separately with two hands while wanting me not to afraid, and is helped to nip my right hand tightly. I seem to burn and generally feel a pain all over, cry and shout and want them to unlock me loudly. aï¿¥
Someone brings the pliers and iron wire soon. People truss up my trick tightly in a frantic rush. Mother came at this moment, risk one's life embracing me in one's arms, cry bitterly loudly hysterically. aï¿¥
In order to rescue my life, the engine driver gets rid of the carriage, send mother and me to the railway station by the locomotive engine. The ambulance that has already waited there sends me to the hospital. aï¿¥
Perhaps it is a cause of the job characteristic, doctors have already been accustomed to the birth and old age,sickness and death, natural and man-made calamities. I remember very clearly, a doctor sees that advises mothers not to rescue in my appearance. He says the child is so young, even if managed, how can all one's life later on this crossed. A lot of people try to persuade mother like this. aï¿¥
Mother saw this, knelt to the ground suddenly, said crying bitterly while making a slight bow to everybody: "Ask you to rescue him quickly! He if not, I do not live either! " aï¿¥
Recall the situation at that time was really a bit inconceivable. I am in sober state in more than hours in one. I feel thirsty very only at that time, feeling a pain like being terribly hot all over, shouting will drink water desperately. At time when I still remember being pushed into the operating room, a nurse fed a mouthful of glucose to me, then cover my mouth tightly with the white gauze mask. I have struggled several times desperately, have lost consciousness gradually. aï¿¥aï¿¥
Good fortune of misfortune Return to come
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