This is a month in the water’s edge.
May the beginning, I was in the water’s edge, because the puma pas cher paddy sowing songs, and duck can not farm, I can not go talk to partners around crazy. Ducks in the river, up and down, I the river, the up and down. I was not young, 12-year-old, 13 years old, I almost waited at the water’s edge, listening to water ring, see figure flashed in front of the village to see the road that one, who would flash out, and then a brisk walk with me , looked at me and say a word. Those days, all people are busy, no one cares about a boy in the water’s edge to see the ducks. Ducks will not handling teenagers cruising in their water, food, tiles own entertainment.
That water was the memory of youth. In June, we have plenty of reason to enter the water, and water close, not even between men and women. We are a small, small to think about happy things outside of swimming. School, only that desks are boundaries, there are other men and women, walking arm can not hook the back of the ride. The girls or working in the fields, or pull a cow with a cow in the river slope, the lawn, the foot there, stand as familiar landscape. I waterside, with the sun this season intimacy. In June the sun, like salt, as hot as the fried salt people, and condensed into the skin, frost, and I a man, but rarely close to that of water. That water is very clean, even if the ducks floating on it, or for insect splashing into the water, that water is still not muddy.
I sat in river slope inclined to see blue sky. On the west, across the faint shadow of willow will send over, as one side of the embankment block the sun.
Women wearing brown enterprises, squatting River upstream gaohebu head, not a hammer with a hammer, and hammer the cement board with clothes. The sound field in the quiet edge of Tong Tong sounds, people feel safe. Women will not be singing at this time, women’s songs will be sung in the slack time. Sing the children, they will go hand in hand and stood river, feel the cool water and hot this season. I will see them, standing river slope, watching each other with their hands to stroke it from the water, pearl-like down to. Listen to them complain among small, then think, when I was little, how do I like them, will depend on the river, until the red eyes were immersed in water, it will leave the water, sat down the river bank, etc. dried hair, sweat, and finger across the skin of the arm no longer have a white blot, I will go home, in the humble kitchen rummaging through the food.
I am no longer a child, my father said I grow up, look at the ducks a year or so, would a high school.
School is very far away, I never knew what it was like high school.
Paddy field close.
I sat there, you can see almost forced in front Timberland Chaussures of the mountain, that mountain has been drying up like Halo, and paralysis, but to wake up in that. Cowherds are up, and in the mountains of the lawn, the fan to drive away with hats hot.
Adults are also out the door. Wide paddy fields, like a hot sun, yellow lit, these days we should catch season, to all the planted seedlings. But this is not everything has to be live, they have relatives mobilized to help at this time. Neighbors, fourth uncle, his aunt, his brother-have come.Barefoot men, the big pants, bare upper body with red, red blush, puffing the alcohol; woman dressed dense, wrapped a scarf, also wear hats.
It is hot in June.
Sunshine everywhere, to seal up the earth so that earth animals and plants are breathing difficulties, but show weakness in front of it.
Cool southwest wind, will never come at this time through the mountains.
Shonan is like a whole mountain of Ciba sun boiled the same share there, waiting for news of the evening wind blowing nightfall.
Men in the Agrocybe planting, seedling pulling seedlings woman.
People lie on the hot water, a seedling plug down, his face every pore Tangchu a sweat, face lift, sweat along his face, coming down from the chin. The bow with the back, as if splashed with water, as issued in the sun bright colors. Heard footsteps from the water back with a ring and see if those who bow in Agrocybe servant figure V, which the earth like a festival market, farmers and lay there, silent work, this all as a part, When the earth symbol with the body to interpret the importance of hygiene.
Even though many people walking in the fields, back and forth, but the field was quiet. I think his face is not close to the earth in June people do not know how this season of the sun’s fierce!Not too hot Gonggeng in paddy fields, and do not know the hardships of life. Distance, those shadows, my parents, my young brothers and sisters, all lying in the fields, in the most primitive physical, to expand it to a living space.
Down along flow in the bay, the water’s edge on a small nut thorn flowers Punta still open.
Small nut very pure prickly flowers, a flower, white, decorated in the gill bar, as speaker, given strong aroma.
This is a very common flower Shonan.
That took the total for me to imagine, from the spring, it brings people’s minds.
But no one pay attention to it, spring and summer month in which all open and open in the lonely years, even if only it was opened, it was open, bloom is not lonely, a flower, stand in the green leaves on grace graceful, but people turn a blind eye.
It is not only in the water’s edge, often a long edge of a farm in crops, farmers can use it to make a fence to stop cattle.
Small nut, let me see Shonan mountain farmers, my uncles Timberland soldes and brothers and fellow countrymen.