十八岁出门远行（Eighteen years old, go out for a long journey）.doc

十八岁出门远行（Eighteen years old, go out for a long journey） Eighteen years old, go out for a long journey -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Yu Hua The asphalt road was undulating and the road was stuck on the waves. I walk on this mountain road, and I am like a boat. I was eighteen years old, and the Yellow whiskers on my chin were fluttering in the wind, the first beard to settle here, So I treasure them very much. Ive been walking along the road all day long. Ive seen many mountains and many clouds. Be-all All the clouds in the mountains remind me of the familiar. I called them their nicknames, so I went away One day, but Im not tired at all. So I walked through the morning and walked into the end of the afternoon and saw The evening hair. But I havent entered a hotel yet. I met quite a few people on the way, but they didnt know what was in front of me, whether there was a hotel in front of me. They are all like this Tell me, lets go and have a look.. I think they said so well. I was actually walking over to see it. But I still I didnt enter a hotel. I think I should worry about the hotel. I wondered if I had only met a car once a day. It was noon, when I just wanted a ride, but then Just a ride, when I wasnt worried about the hotel, and I just thought it was great to get off. I stand In the car at the roadside waving, I try to play it cool. But the driver didnt even look at me. The car was the same as the driver, Also see, also did not see, flash in front of me, the fuck passed. I did after a while, I It was only for pleasure, for I had not worried about the hotel at that time. I keep chasing the car after it disappears, then I... Laugh at yourself, but I soon find that laughing too much can affect breathing, so I dont laugh at once. Then I Happily continue to walk, but the heart began to regret it, regret not just waving in the hand, put a piece Dashi. Now I really want a ride, because the evening is coming, but the hote