20 years old, I love to daydream, also love to see rain, making this age what all girls love to make is crazy. The mother says she ever dreamed of bird of a fire when giving birth to me, so she thinks toughly all the time in my life due a warmth irrigates like the man of water.

I flew to the sun like igneous bird eventually.

I fell in love with a poet, he not only poor and say not clear he loves not to love me after all. He is misty eye recites the poem that writes me to me, the green jade in there is rain in the poem carries on his shoulder or back, still have the spring water below what dune, anyhow I am drunk. I am to love him so, resemble a catastrophe, I burned wing flies to him. The mother when going out says, the combustion of igneous bird is for fall from the sky only.

My eyes definitely absolutely and sturdy, rush about all the way, chengdu, Beijing, Great Harmony, still have the small town that searchs to also cannot be found on the map.

The mother said to be opposite, my fall from the sky. In difficulty before, he is low head: "I, it is really, you look, I cannot be in charge of so much, you still go back... " the word did not say, he long hair is swung, face about and go, no matter a bit is like pluvial tear in my that wind.

Return the home, what word did not say the mother, press my hand before the bosom to say only: "The child ah... " the mother that understood thoroughly affairs of human life of half a lifetime says finally, how can be the building built go up in dune, you count on the sort of person and your share happiness and woe, fight with one's back to the river-fight to win or die? Daydream. I am written down so that two words mother says finally clearly clang strong.

When annals a small room appears in my life when, I am light already forgot a lot of, begin to having learninging another kind of life. Annals a small room is warm, be like the wind with light spring, not impatient also do not have passion, he is for company only I am counting a day slowly, laughing to be troubled by, busy in trifling sweetness.

Arrived to talk when marriage talking is married, I was afraid of, all day mind is restless. Calm mother holds my the palm of the hand stealthily in the shadow, say, what be afraid of, have Mom. I immediately the tear falls like rain...

I marry before today, the mother went to market, go technically looking for fish of a kind of crucian carp, and want young mother fish, the master worker that she allows to sell a fish draws out piscine fat wash dry bring back. That day in the evening, the mother gives that fish the fill in bubble gallinaceous blood, she says, I saw, annals a small room is a conservative child, tomorrow night you put this below. The blood that girl first time sheds is very those who resemble form of a heart-shaped, only such ability resemble.