Love

I think I will always remember the autumn and winter eight or nine years ago. At that time, that is, two years before Beijing hosted the Olympic Games, probably all the people who were still in Beijing at that time later remembered that the sky was so blue and dazzling that it made people want to cry. It's windy, too. Before that, I used to take the No. 1 or No. 4 bus from Liuliqiao alone, pass the Princess's grave, cross half of Changan Street, go to Xidan to read books, and see young girls.

these things have appeared in my poems.

for two whole years, I have been following the same path, alone, without a relationship, and without a girlfriend. My hobbies are still reading and writing. If someone is willing to fall in love with me, maybe I will give up one of them, read a book, or write something. But no. I always go to Xidan to read books, where there is the largest book building in Beijing, with a total of five stories, in which people walk around, pushing carts to buy books.

I read there. I saw the third floor from the second floor. Sometimes I went to the ground floor and looked at the newly arrived poetry collections on the poetry bookshelf. I once bought a copy of Xichuan's Deep and shallow, because NO said to me that my poems are better than Nishikawa's. That was in 2006.

the place where I work is in the courtyard of Bayi Film Studio. It is very quiet. The buildings are all six stories. There is only one tower. There are a lot of cats. They are all wild cats running out of no one's house.

in the evening, women of all ages walk around with dogs, and old people dance on a small round concrete floor in the middle. I remember that among the dancers, there was always a woman who was not young, but she was nice. She had a wonderful figure, and her hands were raised to make people move.

there are several young girls and an older girl living next door to me. They are all girls, not in love, let alone married, each with a sapphire blue quilt.

Xiao Hong, Xiao an, A Lian, Xiao Lin. They are all my colleagues who share a Scald faucet and a cold water faucet with me. We both work and work in a private publishing company, the boss is a Hunan, not tall, fat, wearing glasses, very serious. It is said that he has a lot of friends with the central departments. We rely on those inexplicable friendships to make some books and sell them to the departments of ministers, and each minister can find his writing or write his articles in a thick golden and red book.

We share the same Scald faucet and a cold water faucet, bathing and washing our faces on the same floor. I have forgotten where I took a bath, yes-- even where my wet clothes were hung.

I remember it was snowing and windy at that time.

later, a girl and I used to stand under the low tree on the edge of the West fourth Ring Road and go shopping at Auchan supermarket. The wind was good at that time, although it was very cold. Those memories are all beautiful, together with her light blue clothes and the milky white clothes we wore. She became my wife, too, but the wind was so good that we never blew again.

that's how I feel.

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