lifetime love songs
2012年 02月 01日
Willing to sing her a lifetime love songs
My back yard is a street, the street has a shoe repair man, 60 years of age, face the vicissitudes of life. A year of seasons, he in the street corner shoe repair. In fact, the repair is his main business, in addition to mend shoes, he also zipper, such as for pot.
On the way to work, often see him, a grinning face, and sometimes heard his singing voice. Because go in a hurry, say, I don't know.
I am a crooked legs, a pair of shoes looks good, the heel is worn in and out. Therefore, I often go to him for heel. His price is relatively low, the family is 3 dollars, he only received 2 yuan. I asked him:" other stalls are 3, do you a?" He smiled and said:" lift a finger, a few more customers not to come out."
With the increase of dealing, for him, I have a secret desire. A bottom of the pot, I sit and chat with him. "Uncle, where are you? Should be a nearby village." " You guessed wrong, my home is far from here . Now, there are more than 60 miles. Only rely on cultivate land, be in financial straits. I rented a house near the village, the wife also fetch, her body is not good, so, go to the hospital is more convenient, rely on the repair technology, had a fairly smooth sailing." Then he smiled. After a while, he began to hum the song, despite me around, enjoying his enjoyment.
This time, though his words are not very clear, but I heard the tune, was Jay Chou in the" Romance of the Western Chamber romance". I laugh: "uncle, you really fashion, or Jay Chou's fans. However, your age, sing this song is it right? A little edgy?" " What, you think I'm old? Old, but also from the youth walked, the depth of emotion is the same. I want to play this piece of music, home to his wife to sing. I and his wife but said of boys and girls, you, I want to sing her a lifetime of love songs." He finished singing again:
A fragrant smell across the West
She spent the next Central
Shoes forgot the original direction
In eighteen nine years old feeling melancholy stop ... ...
Listen, Qu Er, I am happy, the old man, doing the bottom of the life, but live so full and interesting, not people sit up and take notice. Heart, more natural to a man of honor.
One spring morning, sunny, I went to the daughter shoe repair, in the shoe booth while, I found an old woman. He is on the job with his live, told the old woman singing. I see, just waved, let me sit down. This time, he's singing opera" the West Chamber" in fragments:" Yu dust-free, Galaxy and shadow, moon is full house, flower shadow. I listened carefully to tread the footsteps, line. Tang rockery I in the corner edge, and so the whole I, Qi Qi, curvaceous and soft Miss warbler warbler." While not perfect, but also have a distinctive taste.
Sung, he quietly asked the old woman:" old baby, sing what, is it right? And youth sentimental?"
Then I headed for the old woman to look, she has a dumb as a wooden chicken slobber face, along the mouth flow out, difficult to say:" good -- listening, good -- listen."
He stood up, with a towel wipe hands, and pulled out another piece of towel, the old woman gently wipe slobber. Then calmly told me:" this is my wife, you should call her aunt."
I shouted the word " woman", she stared at me, no response.
" Don't talk to her mind, she had dementia." He said.
On the way home, my tears down, because he moved to the song.
My back yard is a street, the street has a shoe repair man, 60 years of age, face the vicissitudes of life. A year of seasons, he in the street corner shoe repair. In fact, the repair is his main business, in addition to mend shoes, he also zipper, such as for pot.
On the way to work, often see him, a grinning face, and sometimes heard his singing voice. Because go in a hurry, say, I don't know.
I am a crooked legs, a pair of shoes looks good, the heel is worn in and out. Therefore, I often go to him for heel. His price is relatively low, the family is 3 dollars, he only received 2 yuan. I asked him:" other stalls are 3, do you a?" He smiled and said:" lift a finger, a few more customers not to come out."
With the increase of dealing, for him, I have a secret desire. A bottom of the pot, I sit and chat with him. "Uncle, where are you? Should be a nearby village." " You guessed wrong, my home is far from here . Now, there are more than 60 miles. Only rely on cultivate land, be in financial straits. I rented a house near the village, the wife also fetch, her body is not good, so, go to the hospital is more convenient, rely on the repair technology, had a fairly smooth sailing." Then he smiled. After a while, he began to hum the song, despite me around, enjoying his enjoyment.
This time, though his words are not very clear, but I heard the tune, was Jay Chou in the" Romance of the Western Chamber romance". I laugh: "uncle, you really fashion, or Jay Chou's fans. However, your age, sing this song is it right? A little edgy?" " What, you think I'm old? Old, but also from the youth walked, the depth of emotion is the same. I want to play this piece of music, home to his wife to sing. I and his wife but said of boys and girls, you, I want to sing her a lifetime of love songs." He finished singing again:
A fragrant smell across the West
She spent the next Central
Shoes forgot the original direction
In eighteen nine years old feeling melancholy stop ... ...
Listen, Qu Er, I am happy, the old man, doing the bottom of the life, but live so full and interesting, not people sit up and take notice. Heart, more natural to a man of honor.
One spring morning, sunny, I went to the daughter shoe repair, in the shoe booth while, I found an old woman. He is on the job with his live, told the old woman singing. I see, just waved, let me sit down. This time, he's singing opera" the West Chamber" in fragments:" Yu dust-free, Galaxy and shadow, moon is full house, flower shadow. I listened carefully to tread the footsteps, line. Tang rockery I in the corner edge, and so the whole I, Qi Qi, curvaceous and soft Miss warbler warbler." While not perfect, but also have a distinctive taste.
Sung, he quietly asked the old woman:" old baby, sing what, is it right? And youth sentimental?"
Then I headed for the old woman to look, she has a dumb as a wooden chicken slobber face, along the mouth flow out, difficult to say:" good -- listening, good -- listen."
He stood up, with a towel wipe hands, and pulled out another piece of towel, the old woman gently wipe slobber. Then calmly told me:" this is my wife, you should call her aunt."
I shouted the word " woman", she stared at me, no response.
" Don't talk to her mind, she had dementia." He said.
On the way home, my tears down, because he moved to the song.
# by newday09 | 2012-02-01 13:04
