Crying in Heaven - A Medley of Talented Young Writers

Author: Tao, Ke Fei / Country:
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Publish Date: 2006-06-01
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1 That time, it should be raining outside the window. Then the right-side window glass should be covered with winter rain like tears. The night of winter is like the sand and stones of the riverbank, settling before the scenery you see. Then the world you see will present an impressionist oil painting covered in flowing sand. That time, you should extend your right index finger and gently on the glass window, imitating the windshield wiper that swings like a pendulum on the front glass. You will be disappointed to find that except for the cold touch, you have not gained any clear results. The factors that make the glass confused are obviously not something you can change with a single light stroke. The moving raindrops are squirming on the other side of the glass. Then the cute little mouth under the high-raised scarf is slightly pouting due to the disappointment caused by this discovery. Like the green, unripe flower buds when spring's rose-colored sunlight first falls in patches on the shrubs.
2 "I didn't expect it would rain so heavily." "I didn't either. I watched TV today, and the weather forecaster said it would be clear and sunny. The situation now clearly shows his negligence. This should not be my fault." "You should have brought an umbrella." "An umbrella. My God, Miss, an umbrella. Look at the things we carry, aren't they already enough? I'm not the Monkey King with three heads and six arms." "An umbrella is something you should always bring. The sky was already gloomy in the afternoon. Look, it's raining so hard." "Oh, my dear, I've swept everything away. I should leave something for the family as a keepsake. What do you think? Besides, an umbrella is a good tool for expressing feelings. Do you know the story of 'Cinderella'?" "Do you think that's funny?" "It's not very funny. Not at all. Sorry, I declare I will keep silent from now on." "Are you angry?" "No. What's there to be angry about?" "Then, why haven't you said anything for half a day?" "I'm reminiscing about the note I left for my parents." "Left a note? How come I didn't see it?" "When you were dragging your bag and shouting at me to leave quickly, I wrote a note and put it on the table. As the eldest son of this family, I can't just leave without reason. I have to tell my parents that the house is messy because I made it, not because of a thief. Otherwise, my mother will have a heart attack." "What kind of weird curse is that written?" "Tell Menelaus that Paris took Helen away." "Menelaus? Who's Menelaus?" "Helen's husband. 'The Trojan War,' the movie we watched last time. The one with Brad Pitt. And Orlando Bloom." "Oh, I remember. The woman who played Helen was really ugly." "Ugh. Do you know what you're talking about? The driver will laugh at you. Miss, don't judge others' beauty so lightly. You're not that pretty, okay?" "Hmph!" "At least you're not the most beautiful girl I've ever dated. Your ears are covered with gloves like a bear. Haha, you wear a scarf like a mask, like a ninja. Miss, don't make such jokes, okay? Look, the driver is laughing too. Sorry, Driver. Merry Christmas, Happy New Year. My wife has a habit of hibernating, like a bear and a snake." "Don't call me Miss!" "Oh, I get it. So you only keep the habit of hibernating." "．．．．．．" "Hey?" "．．．．．．" "Are you angry?" "．．．．．．" "How old are you?" "．．．．．．" "Can you talk?" "No!" "Then what were you saying?" "You're so annoying!" "OK, OK, stop joking, dear, my dear, my bride. I'll tell you a joke. There's a leader who goes to inspect an kindergarten. He holds the hand of a child and asks, 'Child, how old are you?' The child says, 'Three years old!' The leader asks, 'Wait a moment'
"Turned it off?" "Turned it off." "Text message?" "Incoming." "Your parents?" "Mom." "She's home?" "Not sure. Don't worry, dear, it's fine. Nothing has changed. Come, let me finish the joke. The leader asks the child, 'Can you talk?'
"If your mom comes home and sees your note, she will definitely chase you to the train station." "Why don't you think this joke is funny? Hahaha!" "She will chase you to the train station!" "Let her chase." "Can't you be serious for once!" "You always take things too seriously, so you miss a lot, dear. If we get caught, there's still some time left—now it's a quarter past six—at least an hour we can be together. Life is made up of 24 hours a day, 30 days a month, and 12 months a year. We should enjoy every minute, that's right, you know? OK, OK, dear, don't glare at me. I'm scared. I surrender. I tell you, my mom doesn't know who Menelaus is. She doesn't. She hasn't read the 'Homeric Epics,' she doesn't understand my references. She's a housewife. I'm not trying to insult her, but she doesn't think this far. She'll think I'm joking. When she realizes, she'll call my dad and cry. Taking advantage of the chaos, we'll take the morning train to Shanghai. OK?" "What time is the train?" "7:24 AM. Train T717. I've taken it countless times. Loyal and diligent, like an old ox that won't cause any trouble." "Oh." "Relieved?" "You said, your mom has a heart condition." "Yes. Mild. The kind who closes her eyes, raises her hand, and sways as if about to faint, announcing, 'I'm having a heart attack,' when she's in a tense situation." "You know she'll have a heart attack if you leave. Do you think a mother would care more about a stolen house than her son running away? A housewife cares most about her husband and son, not money." P3-5