乔伊斯的故事- 第13节

　　This　was　my　little　reading　story。

　　I　left　with　bus　in　the　morning；　and　returned　in　the　evening。　We　came　and　went　all　around　the　hometown。　There　were　so　many　colors　pebbles　on　the　road　which　we　had　walked　along　in　the　past　time；　and　so　many　good　memories　waited　for　us　to　return；　I　also　was　excited　with　the　village　stories　now。

　　I　always　was　intoxicated　in　the　memories；　such　as　the　dusk　full　with　the　afterglow；　the　forest　full　with　flowers；　the　glistening　pond；　I　cannot　forget　those　beautiful　moment　ever。　We　always　urged　the　good　memories　to　stay；　especially　in　the　midnight；　I　always　backed　into　the　past　time　and　lived　in　the　same　meaning　time　again。　I　pickup　myself　again；　and　I　belonged　to　myself　again。

　　This　is　Flatland。　I　made　this　sentence　as　a　decipherment　to　our　hometown。　Xi　Ling　town　extend　to　the　city；　and　the　*all　cities　connect　together；　they　were　named　Shangqiu　city　together。　It　attracts　me　by　itself。　I　love　my　plenteous　hometown。

Admission　Letter
There　were　some　red　papers　pasted　on　the　Iron　Gate；　and　we　would　find　our　name　and　university　if　we　were　matriculated。　It　was　the　important　time　for　the　announcement　of　examination　result；　we　always　lingered　here　with　the　heat　and　looked　forward　to　our　name　and　university　name。

　　If　our　name　was　written　in　the　red　paper；　I　would　pride　by　this　encourage　and　reward　for　my　study　year　by　year；　if　not；　I　would　not　worth　a　penny。　We　all　waited　for　our　names　appearing　in　the　red　paper　as　an　honor　of　more　than　ten　years’　study。　In　this　busy　street；　the　women　in　middle　age　pushed　the　iron　wheel　which　carries　a　refrigerator　to　sell　her　Popsicle；　but　we　all　turned　a　deaf　ear　till　she　walk　away。

　　One　after　another　names　appeared　in　the　notice　board；　but　there　were　no　good　news　for　me　yet；　I　still　h*e　no　harvest　today；　I　hid　in　the　doorway　shade　and　turned　to　the　Iron　Gate　for　the　research　again；　with　the　sunless　mood；　I　back　to　the　alley　which　I　e　from；　I　h*e　left　home　a　week　and　no　enough　money　for　the　waiting；　I　h*e　told　to　me　that　if　there　is　no　admission　letter　for　me　today；　maybe　I　should　back　to　home。　Then　I　h*e　no　money　to　eat　and　*oke　again；　I　feel　the　noodles　and　cigarette　so　far　for　me　that　I　feel　disheartened　deeply。

　　I　back　to　the　*all　building；　a　house　for　hire　beside　the　alleys；　the　shade　of　the　building　made　me　felt　cool　and　pleasant；　there　were　some　water　hid　in　the　quartzite　path；　and　some　mud　places　need　a　skip；　I　stepped　above　the　unsteady　stone　with　a　loose　view；　after　the　hastily　steps　I　felt　the　active　mood；　that　was　a　unconscious　changing。

　　The　lane　was　so　poor　in　the　rain　days　that　I　moved　my　notice　to　the　low…lying　loblolly；　we　would　slide　into　the　puddle　which　did　not　go　bare　foot　if　we　were　not　careful。　The　red　word　which　was　written　in　the　shabby　publish　toilet　door　using　the　red　paint；　the　red　word　（man）　was　swing　with　the　wind　from　one　side　to　another；　the　wooden　door　and　the　word　all　peeling　off　in　the　courtyard　shade；　I　always　trotted　when　I　walked　near　to　this　public　toilet；　the　red　paint　word　with　the　random　writing　was　still　dangling　in　the　wind。

　　I　transferred　to　a　wooden　door　with　black　painting；　this　courtyard　shaded　in　some　tall　buildings　around；　I　walked　up　the　ten　stairs　from　the　blue　squares　brick　place　which　was　moistened　by　the　drops　of　water　from　the　faucet；　through　the　corridor　filled　with　broken　tires　and　wood；　pulled　out　the　chains；　twist　the　key　gently；　hanged　the　chains　in　the　door　and　open　my　door。

　　Entered　the　cluttered　room；　and　putted　a　few　of　short…sleeved　summer　clothing　in　a　black　canvas　stuffed　bag；　and　exited　decidedly。　Because　the　bedding　goods　and　books　were　removed　by　the　motorized　tricycle　home　in　the　last　few　days；　the　ground　covered　with　the　papers；　deflated　toothpaste；　and　this　room　likes　a　place　after　the　graduation　celebrating。

　　“Hi；　Joyce；　which　university　will　enroll　you　in？”　asked　by　the　proprietress　who　next　to　the　stairs　and　washed　bed　sheets；　when　I　walk　down　the　stairway。

　　“I　don’t　know；　maybe　no　one。”　I　h*e　some　chagrin　of　that　university　which　I　entered　myself　for　the　examination；　it’s　too　late　to　feel　hopeless　chance　for　an　admission　latter；　I　began　to　hate　that　university　with　an　unsettled　state　of　mind。

　　Many　people　lost　their　confidence　of　their　f*orite　university；　and　the　annual　admission　marks　always　changed；　it　could　be　said　that　maybe　our　study　time　was　wasted　in　an　unknowing　situation；　I　guessed　at　random。

　　I　walked　along　the　Jie　Fang　road；　under　the　acacia　trees　I　walked　to　the　bus　station；　the　video　store　was　playing　a　song　which　called　“My　good　mood”　when　I　had　a　bad　mood；　the　lyrics　followed　me　closely　when　I　escaped　to　the　store；　and　then　lost　when　I　turned　to　left　from　the　end　of　this　road；　I　passed　by　the　intersection　of　my　road　and　my　life。　How　can　I　tell　my　father　about　the　belated　notice？　I　couldn’t　watch　his　pair　eyes　full　of　anxious　waiting。

　　The　houses　of　Water　Conservancy　Bureau　were　leased　to　the　students　of　Sui　country　high　school；　our　school　use　the　closed　management；　but　not　suit　to　the　lodging。　If　you　wanted　to　find　a　quiet　place　for　you　self…study　at　night；　you　just　need　pay　20　Yuan　per　month　for　rent；　included　the　water　fee　and　electricity　fee。

　　Those　building　opposited　to　our　school　gate；　many　people　in　this　street　between　the　building　and　gate　are　students；　except　of　the　peddler　and　pedicab　driver；　those　seventeen　or　eighteen…year…old　high　school　students　who　rushed　into　the　campus　with　stars　and　left　out　of　the　campus　with　stars。

　　I　pushed　a　door　open　into　an　alley　in　one　morning　which　I　always　remember；　a　group　of　girls　behind　me；　one　of　them　came　up　with　me；　she　walk　with　me　in　the　morning　of　the　late　autumn；　she　turned　and　accosted　to　me　with　silence；　we　all　want　to　talk　together　but　no　one　said　some　words　finally。

Poetry
At　the　fall　of　2004；　one　of　the　countless　difficulties　was　the　moment　which　transition　from　the　high　school　life　to　the　university　life；　I　h*e　finished　it　eventually。　I　straightened　my　waist　in　the　department　office　and　read　some　poems　in　teacher’s　puter；　that　moment　I　liked　holding　a　secret　dossiers；　I　always　remembered　what　poem　I　read　was　about　some　plum　flowers　from　my　senior　apprentice’s　hometown；　those　flowers　like　patches　of　snow。

　　Those　poems　were　short　and　mixed　with　a　few　lines　words　which　similar　to　what　I　h*e　written　to　my　clas*ate　（an　honest　country　boy）　in　high　school；　these　delicate　poetries　were　about　our　luscious　friendships。　And　derived　from　my　senior　apprentice’s　writing　experience；　I　found　some　forum　of　poems　munication；　and　muned　with　the　young　and　older　writer；　I　found　more　and　more　place　to　learn　and　talked　my　writing　gain；　step　by　step；　and　I　dived　in　the　poetry　ocean。

　　This　unknown　secret　has　been　hidden　in　most　intimate　place　of　my　heart；　my　clas*ates　still　indifferent　in　the　classroom　every　day；　but　I　h*e　changed　with　the　poem；　I　was　not　the　one　who　always　stayed　in　the　corner　of　the　classroom　to　see　the　blackboard　and　overhead　projector；　I　didn’t　mind　of　the　handwriting　on　the　white　canvas；　this　time　I　h*e　not　been　the　one　before　in　the　classroom；　I　h*e　changed　into　a　one　who　h*e　more　thought　about　the　life　in　a　poetry　view；　and　h*e　found　my　interesting　in　my　daily　life。

　　In　several　across…moments　I　began　to　write　some　poem　when　I　remembered　my　story　again；　I　begin　to　write　my　hometown；　some　memories　when　I　saw　mountain　people　carving　stones　and　making　some　jingling　sounds　in　evening；　in　the　half　way　up　the　mountain。　I　wrote　about　a　group　of　cemeteries　and　some　haunted　voices　from　the　far　night　of　a　mountain；　I　began　to　write　in　the　classroom　which　was　occupied　by　those　trancelike　students；　I　led　my　thoughts　running。

　　Mr。　Cheng　has　praised　a　senior　clas*ate　with　a　passion　words　in　my　first　Teaching　of　Writing　class；　it　was　a　same　class　at　last　year；　and　my　senior　clas*ate　has　holding　a　collection　of　poems　to　Mr。　Cheng；　and　he　got　a　very　high　academic　credit。　That　should　be　the　first　class；　the　poet　has　finished　his　Teaching　of　Writing　class　in　the　course　of　this　event　when　he　walked　from　the　desk　to　the　podium；　and　he　walked　throughout　this　semester　with　his　book　in　few　minutes。

　　This　eve