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Wearing a blue woolen tunic of strangers.     Then I stood on a chair with his mouth open cry randomly, my father ran panic, dropped something in my hands Qu shares to hit the two, he said, to let you run about, you chosen to run around and tell you how many times, this is Shanghai, and wandered off without
Where to find you, I said I did not run around, I went to a poker. My father did not scold me again, he took my hand to go silent Go outside of Mens Pants Shanghai and no cards, like my father said to himself, perhaps a small town there is a small place selling cards, etc. I went to Jiangxi business
Trip you see it.     Probably to comfort me, my father decided to take me to the Huangpu River to see boats. We went to the river is rain and snow started falling in time and space, The Bund along the pedestrian sparse. Our iron railings along the riverside walk, the first time I saw the river into the ocean,

A father holding his arm, I imagine hostels have occurred in this matter Situation, imagine that the bleeding head and hand awl or belt who temporarily can not sleep, I remember when I clearly heard Shanghai stroke of midnight, I think that certainly is the famous bell of the customs building.     Shanghai the next day without sunshine, the weather
Is always like a gray metallike cover at the top of tall buildings and electric poles, my father holding a Piece of paper, with my big shopping malls in a shuttle, a note above the Nike dunk SB wool, linen, leather goods like size clear Alone, it is the neighbors to buy the commissioning father. Obviously left in the really tall buildings in
A colony smell, a more fruitful than goods Rich caught up. In the shoe counter, where I almost lost father, I went stationery counter, the counter of a box of mistaken Back Shaped needle is playing cards. When I was distressed to sit back a pair of shoes bench, suddenly found my father sitting next to is not is a

Belt the first lun is almost the beginning, I know, and here certainly extraordinary charge.     It is not possible, it is hotels, the father said.     How CTS can not charge people? Beard man nets once again issued a contempt of laughter, he said, what you like Never seen, we are charging extraordinary bath unit that is not blood
On the wall in the ceiling, the ceiling, thou Know how to spill human blood on the ceiling? You do not personally seen, guess you have to guess.     Never mind, I take the kids. My father blocked the incumbent on the man, I take the child, the child timid.     The man was not to speak. Lights out, hotel
Rooms are suddenly plunged into darkness, including the wall That pool of blood was dark oblivion. Apart from a vague whitish reflection, I can not see anything on the hostel walls. I Heard across the bed of a man playing a cloud of heavy snoring, then my father had started snoring.     Children are timid, that night I have been

To, set off my bed nets, is that this pool of blood Right? He looked at me, turned around in a bright eyes staring at the wall to see that pool of blood, and then I saw the man do A shocking move, he put his mouth with the index finger for a while, suddenly reach the wall of the
Blood center of a harsh blow A moment and took the index finger back into his mouth, I saw him frowning slightly, to spit a mouthful of saliva on the ground.     nike dunks Is human blood. He threestep twostep to jump back in my own bed, in the nets hey to laugh, is human blood, I see that this Is human
Blood.     A sudden fear that my heart raced, my father toward the bed, and said nothing, one got into his father’s Blanket.     Who head from splashing out of the blood, I saw the know. Beard man said, who you want to use an awl poke the head, the blood Splashed on the wall is like that, with a

Street Oxytropis (Oxytropis perhaps with theft The goes on the Q of hearts, he is my main suspects), I thought for a moment what Oxytropis and Q of hearts. Suddenly see Met with a wall of that pool of blood, is really very suddenly and saw the pool of blood, it is like a map printed on the wall, close
To the bed Nets, from the palm of my pillow just distance.     On the wall with blood! I move another bed, the father cried.     Where’s the blood? My father owes himself up from the bed, towards me cursory glance at, he said, is the blood of mosquitoes, summer Who is playing to stay in the wall when mosquitoes.
    Child’s blood is not grave. I am a bit of horror that pool of blood on the wall, not so much the blood of mosquitoes!     Do not go to hell, and close your eyes good sleep and was going to pull a lamp. Father said.     I saw the beard nets man drilled his threestep twostep to skip

Anger, he Said, playing cards, playing cards, you know it was closed capital repair something that is not a good thing!     Now I’m sure that time staying at the hostel with his father or of the Huangpu River near the Bund, because that night I heard the sea Off the clock, a small steamer and cargo ships siren sound,
I remember hostel room with three beds, each bed all summer hanging Put in a roundshaped genius cover nets. In addition to my father, the room is also home to a parade of men in northern accent, the man Long a look as hard as bristles of beard.     At first I a man sleeping in one bed, lamp open,
The window of Shanghai in a city like the sound of sobbing gradually sinking into the darkness, I can not see things out the window, I just looked at the room through the wall of mosquito nets. Walls are beige, the walls have a patriotic health On the poster, I think the poster boy on the handheld flyswatter like our

I found that woman’s eyes reveal a trace of fiercely as she picked up from the table, a Pieces of chalk hurled at me, mouth Wushengwuqi that there would be no small secret little traitor? Stealthy, and go away to open!     I fled to the other side of the street. I feel somehow that woman, she hid under a
Desk, two characters embroidered inexplicable Its wonderful, she said to me is inexplicable eruption of anger. Actually, I do not care that she hid under the table doing the handle, not that one embroidered Flowers do, why to abercrombie and fitch UK be a secret for? I would like to know if she was in the embroidery, I was too lazy to look at
Her, but she Do not know I was thinking, in fact, when I hold up the ledge to see her hand, I most want to see is playing cards or just a red Tao Q.     My first visit to Shanghai is full of a sense of loss, my father took my hand in Shanghai to walk the streets in

Woman standing in the cold line of sight. I saw the janitor’s room with a pot on the stove Cambodia and Vietnam day in and shook the water hot, and those who heat gently in a small overflow room with a wall portrait of Mao Zedong and a few red flags have appeared Some wet and fuzzy, but the woman’s
Hands have been doing some kind of mechanical movement under the table, occasionally lifting her head first on my fat 1. I suddenly wanted to know what she was doing, so I hold up the ledge Jumping body, his abercrombie and fitch hands toward the table below that read a Eyes, I saw a pale hand holding a round embroidery frame, the other
Pale hands upon her needle and thread, I see Met with a red flower on a piece of southern blight is a huge halfembroidered red flowers.     What are you doing? Woman found my action, she is almost frightened to throw things into the hands under the table, she reached out a Hand grasp my arm, but I dodge opened,

Poker? Shanghai is not poker, it makes me disappointed in, I would like toon tree on the street often grumble that women Peter was making all sorts of goods to talk about Shanghai, Shanghai, said they put everything into a city, it now appears all is to deceive the people Words.     I said my father was official in the
Body, he had no time to accompany me in the shop looking for playing cards, he has to hurry before the others do work He finished things. In a gray banner banner hung big hug before the cement, my father let go of my hand, he put me Pushed to the janitor’s room window, on the inside of a middleaged
Woman, I do something revolutionary committees on you, you for me to see my children Child. I saw the woman nonchalantly glance over us nostrils snort, the tolerance even take the kids? What style!     My father inadvertently excuse, carrying a black briefcase he hurriedly ran upstairs, leaving me standing in Shanghai This cement building the main street, a strange

Travel Way too short, just remember that my father has been talking with the neighbor rubber, steel or the like, the train stopped talking talking , And Shanghai to.     1969’s Shanghai is a gray ghost town, I say in fact is mostly a literary interpretation, because in addition to those A clock tower on the big yellow dome house,
Near the hostel there is a long wooden slide placed soybean products, I was in Shanghai Street View is little memory. I am going to follow his father on a business trip in Shanghai street, nike dunks eyes are watching every street Shop’s glass counter. You should believe that, even in 1969, Shanghai’s shops are there in the shop more than we
Like a shop, whether it is soap, toilet paper or confectionery all neat and clean and orderly placed on the shelves at the counter, there are times when I glance See a small box similar to poker, but each time ran over to see that it is a box of  or a pack of cigarettes, the The sea has not