remember more than a month ago

\-------- lonely Hung 7
if the sunset had sight of the red, if not already hear the waves Bay, you will not miss out at the lush trees, young people no longer dream.
; - Lin Di \similar to this one in suburban buildings in dilapidated. Honggang sitting in the window that looked out the window of the weeping willow trees at the dance with the wind slightly. Hearts floating appearing in some of the lingering air drop. This window east of the room air is boring Nannai, closed the windows seem cool breeze through without a trace and a half into the branches, the room west window workshop endless roar of the machine.
state-owned enterprises in this workshop the room was a corner of the power supply maintenance man read drawings, was a director of the Office of the price of the house plant is not small, middle four leaders stood with the old desk, old leather chair 4, the north wall stood out of the three organs of the old office filing cabinet, inside there are some already up old drawings and some electrical components of waste electrical . File cabinet behind a slightly smaller suites, was a workshop used a statistical computer room, now there are some just random debris. The electrical room filled with a sense of isolation deteriorate. That this has been abandoned for a long time for any reason to re-enable the old shop has more than half a year though, but full of mold which was a long time the taste of corruption can not be dispersed, people in the workshop machine seems to be under the roar of unrestrained passion, still felt no reason a kind of near death or forgotten and lonely and empty desert to.
stared out the window after seeing a long time, Honggang looked back on the table that the urgency and this has been spread out a thick book. It was brought into the shop he had school books. Look at it, seems to think a long time ago in school when a little past years, but it always has been no trace of light, or as a novel way to see the word - \
Honggang then turned to looked at the workshop, dozens of noisy to operate the machine, the machine platform for everyone in their designated positions inch of land busy, or it was walk, pace is rushed. Perhaps they should be happy than himself, but he does not always happy together. He just felt empty down, empty, lonely, a loss of sadness.
sun should sink, the light slowly fade out the window, there are lights around the buildings in. Western Hills sunset may be beautiful, but long time not seen before. The east window of the room east of the mountains can be seen, Honggang looked faded in the twilight of the mountain shadows, suddenly remembered far away behind the mountains, thousands of miles outside a town they have lived for four years. There was one summer, Honggang own departure from that town, then go east coastal city that is known overseas, and sat all day at the beach, listening to the waves tapping feet of rock, sounds great, come and go, but always find a quiet . It should be six years or more distant past, not clearly remember the. At that time, should be happy, not by some meaningless trivia feeling trapped, always feel at a loss, their escape from the school to the beach outing. Like pleasure and a lot of things, by not seeking to obtain the time already lost.
\He got up to go to the shop, the girl quietly followed behind. A few steps, Honggang some blank whispered: \1, no longer speak. Electrical Engineering from the shop back room
when Honggang feel a little tired, just can not start the machine is just a selection switch connection is bad, but after another half a day can not find their problems lie, as it feeling irritable when the question was only accidentally discovered. Honggang be arranged to follow a few electrical engineering electrical repairs have been five months, and it is always not the slightest sense. For work, natural speech can not go like it or not, just like a lot of things outside of work, as this kind of work he is also uninterested in how to. On the bad with the Buddhist scriptures, including one for \said, the wish for the sake of a \
phone just endless flood of vibration so that the floating ideas in the wake, took out his mobile to see, but it is old messages sent to the students, asked him why he changed phone numbers, but also to say that the four \Honggang by the response, do not know what to say, they received phone up again. This is in Honggang distant and the students are in Ningbo times when Honggang best friend at school had long talks with candlelight, but also with the wine made to join together with the magazine to school literary society struggling to work hard before, but after graduation years, but gradually cut off contact, but occasionally send a text message greetings one and nothing.
remember more than a month ago, called Meng Li Honggang to the students send a message over the past: \is that we continue to live for? \have reason to play it as a reason for people to live only when life really so bored up there? \If, Honggang be satisfied with other people often Honggang a baffling question asked, not expect others to give their answer, and perhaps just a talk, one would like to say it out of impulse.
(unfinished, but need not be continued, because I do not know I would not have mood to write down.
impulse often written with a beginning, but soon tired of always preparing himself out of this story.
also keep on hand at the beginning of the novel there are a number of months, this may be another.)