New Year's Eve Guandeng Temple, the southern suburbs Park, Jinli street, through the City of Hibiscus loud high-decibel high doses for a long time atavistic savage was forbidden and the resurgence of rampant sound of firecrackers. His wife had tired of the Spring Festival, Tai started this early in the morning, rain at night just to live to escape gun array, the outer suburbs with the group wins travel in search of lost years in the wilderness of taste, will occur to the Health and coerced me to go to.
In fact, fireworks, Lao She abandoned my child objects. The Cultural Revolution broke out, and I bare open crotch pants to shuttle between the cemetery and the supply and marketing cooperatives, scavengers sell, sub-penny pinching angle cents, in exchange for fragmented nature of music to make Britain one day to woo black noise and cry, triumph, Toru children singing nursery rhymes on a round, welcoming small year away Danian, Lantern light dragon lion dance, fireworks, gun dog pull even. New Year production team we play during the day, put the fire here, where the smoke get shares, and burning Yeshi and eat, and want to intersection covered with cow dung heap by a firecracker, crackling sound, well-behaved sister mutant flower girl, new clothes Zhawen fresh cow dung , led to timid sister hush cry, the heart will be scolded wild girl mouth, and great sister in law, raising his hand open play, a few foot ramp Cheng Tien, expel curved ridge more than soil, Oh, fat sister is out of reach, but to one side panting, while that of hand-dug feet and swear: "You dog days of short-lived monkeys, you and I write down, some day I will meet you to put that kill wild son of a bitch!" So name calling, Ruji ancestors eighth generation, Kuer to be jumping, throat nearly earned break. At night, the hills leisurely, bamboo harmony, about a dozen sub-quarter complete Bay Tajiri love merry men and women to the broad field of Cheng, to see my fireworks, three-ring rocket a shot, the sky so dark, and ripped through the joy, shiny red Yan Xishan Mark: "Long live Chairman Mao!" There is no name like all kinds of fireworks, sky, off Rabbit Peak, the poor peasant thousands of years of bad luck sent nine Xiaoyun, disturb fish allowed in Yantang ease gradually in the board, boom ah boom to ring.
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