There is an article written by Mai Jiu in the first issue of Huahuo. The 38th Summer Olympic Games is a matter of life and death. Someone please kneel down!

Chapter I Summer Solstice in Thirty-eight Years (1)

She didn't wait, and she won't wait-finally, that summer never came again. A color-blind little girl who can only see black and white, a little player who loves Liyuan Opera, was forgotten in the bright hours, deviated from each other and will never meet again. There is a photo studio at the end of Wedge Rouge Lane. The boss is a girl named chubby, who is usually busy in the shop. In her spare time, she sits on the cane chair beside the tea table, like an old man, holding a cup of tea and playing the old tune. Recently, the summer solstice of thirty-eight years has been often shown on the river map. The neighbor listened too much and asked what song it was. Pang Pang said that during the Republic of China, a Hua Dan fell in love with a Kuomintang official and said that she would take her to Taipei, but she ran away alone. "It's too early! It really hurts! " Pangpang nodded, smiled gently and sang along. "He's still playing with you, my love, when he was riding a bamboo horse. He's still wearing that colorful dress, and he's still stuck in that long-lost dream, sleeping with his clothes and ignoring the morning and evening ..." She also knew a player, in childhood. First, Han chubby, blind and fat people are famous superstitions in their hometown. Every July and August, there are Buddhist ceremonies in every village, and it is indispensable to invite some troupes to entertain. The countryside doesn't know what is the quintessence of Chinese culture, only a singer, and even it's unclear whether it's Gaojia Opera or Liyuan Opera, let alone children. At that time, Pangpang was still a kid of 10 years old, and had just abandoned two strings of snot hanging on his face all the year round. Hearing this, he didn't eat a few mouthfuls, and sat down with a small bench in his arms. She likes to see the emperor, so mighty and majestic! Find a good seat, sit on the bench and wait quietly for the start. More and more people come to the theatre. She came early and chose a good place. The children who couldn't catch her surrounded her. The captain of the ninth team is Han Bing, the king of the children. He crossed his waist and shouted, "Get up!" "Why?" "You can't see, why take such a good seat and waste it!" Other little boys echoed, and Xiao Pang blushed: "Who said I can't see, I can see, I can see!" " "She repeated as proof that a group of children burst into laughter. Adults just ignored the noise of the children, and Xiao Pang was surrounded in the middle and almost cried. Han Bing gave her a push: "Going to the theater? "Who doesn't know that you are half blind in our village? Can you see what clothes players wear and what makeup they wear? " Fat was stuck, speechless, and rushed up to fight with him. As a result, it is obvious that she lost a good seat. Pangpang moved a small bench and ran to a remote corner of the stage to cry. She thinks she is not blind, but she really can't see clearly. She doesn't know what blue sky is and what green grass is. Others are red, orange, red, green, blue and purple. In her eyes, this is black and white. Pangpang didn't see anything wrong until he was five years old. Mom said, give me the blue and purple headscarf. Pangpang looked at it and took the same pattern. "Blue purple! Violet! " Mom is very angry. Show it to her. After comparing the fat, she asked inexplicably, "Aren't they all the same?" When I arrived at the hospital, the doctor said a term, color blindness, chubby people can only see black and white, some are afraid of light and like darkness. Parents muttered, no wonder the sun is big. Xiao Pang cried and said that his eyes hurt and asked, "How to cure it?" "There is no cure, it is the same everywhere." Next, Xiao Pang didn't understand, except that her mother hugged her and said that she could eat, sleep and watch, and so many colors made her eyes dazzle. I don't know if flowers are flowers, but I know that after that, the children in the village love to point to clothes and ask, chubby, what color is this? Then, looking at Xiaopang with a blank face, the children shouted in unison: "Han Xiaopang, blind Xiaopang!" " ""I'm not blind, I'm not blind ... "Pangpang sat in the corner and wiped her tears. She has a little amblyopia, and she can't see clearly when she cries. When she saw a white figure standing in front of her, she asked condescendingly, "Where can I buy lottery tickets in your village? "Second, what others see is heavy makeup. What you see is Jiangnan ink painting. It's so fat that you don't cry. She knows this dress! It's a player's underwear. Standing in front of her is a little player. Although he didn't comb his hair or put on makeup, he knew he was. She dried her tears and stood up tightly: "I know! "The little player gave her a funny look and handed her a handkerchief:" Wipe your face first. " "Ah?" Pangpang was dumbfounded with a handkerchief. No boy is so friendly to her. She wiped her face carefully, soft, thought her face was expensive, and then stared blankly at the handkerchief. Dirty, she looked up at the little player shyly, and he smiled again: "Here you are, I have a lot anyway." Mom said she couldn't take anything from others, but she didn't want to return it at all. Pangpang clutched the handkerchief tightly and said, "I'll take you there." The lottery shop is a little far from the stage. On the way, Pangpang stole a glance from time to time. The little player is not much taller than himself, but he is really good-looking, with a white face and big eyes. Are all singers so beautiful? Pangpang pinched her handkerchief. She has many questions and is afraid to ask them. When the shop selling lottery tickets arrived, Pangpang looked at the little players and bought some skillfully. It's strange in her mind, just like the fairy in the sky used to eat fireworks, and singers would buy lottery tickets, just like others. Inevitably a little frustrated, she looked down at her feet and handed me a pineapple ice. "here!" "Ah?" "Thank you for bringing me here." The little player tore open the package of the popsicle and Pangpang took a bite. The two smiled at each other, and the friendship was quickly established because of the popsicle. "Why do you want to buy lottery tickets?" "Win a million dollars." Pangpang opened his eyes wide, and the little player smiled: "My father buys lottery tickets every day and wants to win one million." One million is a very abstract concept, Xiao Pang doesn't understand it, and vaguely feels that it is impossible, just like some treatments for color blindness. Of course, she said nothing. She likes to see him smile. She grinned and giggled with him. When they walked back, the little player asked her why she was crying just now. Pangpang found someone to talk to and said it in one breath. Finally, he stressed: "I am not blind!" "Color blindness? The little player stopped and looked at her curiously. "So, you can only see black and white?" Pangpang nodded, feeling extremely nervous. She was afraid that he would approach her in a curious way like Han Bing and others, and then laugh at her shortcomings, so that she would die of grief, because the little players were different, although they knew when the popsicles melted. She stared at him carefully, alert and expecting. Fortunately, the little player smiled again, and there was more temperature in his clear eyes: "Then what you saw must be very different from ours, just like a black-and-white movie, er, no-"He paused and scratched his head: "I don't know, in short." "Different?" Pangpang repeated that no one had ever told her that she was different. She looked at the little player with sparkling eyes. "Do you think I'm different?" "Of course not," the little player nodded vigorously. "You see, everyone sees the same. Only what you see is all black and white, just like singing makeup. Others look at heavy makeup, and you look at Jiangnan ink. " The last sentence was too elegant for Xiao Pang to understand, but she was very happy. She was blamed for being half blind. Now someone tells her that she is just a talented girl, different from others. She straightened her chest, took a few steps like a victorious little yellow chicken, and slowed down to stand side by side with the little players. She is different, and so is the little actress. Third, he is a player, always shedding his tears in other people's stories. After many years, Pangpang can't remember which drama she sang that year. But she remembers the mood that night, and a stream of blood rushed to her head, surging and warm. The little player took her backstage, and the glamorous things on the stage were presented face to face, with clouds swaying and eyes full of black and white prosperity. Pangpang was so shocked that his eyes were gone with excitement. If you look closely, you will find that the antique decorations are all painted off, the clothes are off-line, the sleeves fly away, and there will be a flash of stains ... Pangpang can't see this decadent gloom, and Lin Lang's loneliness is fighting against the beauty of the last days. The little player's father sat in this bustling place, full of smoke, wearing white clothes, black pants, loose costumes, a cigarette between his fingertips, and a Cang Sang, but covered with paint, with a righteous face crossed off. "Did you buy it?" His voice is a little loud, with an indescribable charm and tone, which is nice but lifeless. The little player respectfully handed in the lottery ticket, finished smoking, pressed it on the ashtray and whispered, "Smoke less, your throat will be broken." "Nothing." Father won the lottery, and finally there was a glimmer of hope in his half-narrowed eyes. It's like a drowning man grasping at a straw, but he still has hope. Pangpang was a little scared, so he shrank his neck and hid behind the little player, secretly glancing at it. However, the old player noticed her, put on her costume and asked, "Whose child is this?" Do you like going to the theatre? ""Yes, "said Pangpang boldly, nodding heavily." I like to see the emperor! " "The emperor? "The old player sneered and adjusted his collar in front of the mirror." Everyone likes emperors, but there are so many emperors, alas ... "The curtain at the front desk was pulled up, and the old player posed and went to a fun place. Accompanied by the sudden southern music, the old player let out a long sigh. Pangpang hid behind the curtain and raised a corner. The old actors on the stage are skilled, simple and generous, and their smiles are elegant to the extreme. Just now, I was a heavy smoker. When I stepped onto the stage, I became a handsome young man. Fat got a fright and whispered, "Your father is so vicious! ""That's right, "said the little player with a little pride." This is a thing of the past. My father is a star. ""really? "Pangpang looked at him with envy." Your father plays the emperor and your mother plays the queen? "The little player was silent and his proud look faded. He whispered, "I don't have a mother. "How can there be no mother? Pangpang didn't understand and was afraid to ask. Later, he heard that the little player had no mother, and her mother left. With the development of the times, who still likes to go to the theatre with VCD? The scenery on the stage was bleak and the audience was depressed. After a play is finished, the song ends, the wife is gone, and the play has to continue to sing, that is, people have changed. " My dad was born in the wrong era. "until they are familiar with it, the little players occasionally say a word or two. Pangpang will never forget the expression on his face when he said this. It was the end of the play. The two of them sat side by side on the stage, facing a mess. The little player turned around and said, "He can't help it, so he always buys lottery tickets. Maybe he won the lottery, and when he is rich, his mother will come back. " "Insist on buying, can you win the prize?" Chuckily asked me if I didn't know, "The little player's eyes are a little confused." Anyway, I have to find a sustenance. "Although this sustenance is an illusory lottery ticket, when I grow up, Pangpang will understand the sigh of the little player's father when he walks onto the stage, the desolation and heartache of an artist, and the huge contrast between the stage and the stage. He didn't play himself well on the stage. Off the stage, he deceived himself with delusions, and every identity was true. As a poem says, he is a player, always shedding his own tears in other people's stories. Unfortunately, they were all too young at that time, and all they could do was to help him buy a thin lottery ticket and wait for the day when the prize was drawn, from the end to the desolation. The old actor threw the invalid ticket on the side of the road and wandered into a pub. Pangpang sat by the side of the road with him and waited. The little actor was in a bad mood and asked angrily, "Why do you always follow me?" "I ... I want to see you sing." Chubby stammered, but she just wanted to be with him. The little player smiled and his eyes lit up again: "I'll sing for you on stage." "Fourth, Su Qin, do I look good? The little actor hasn't officially appeared on the stage yet. It's not that he is not good at academics, but that his father won't let him. The old actor sang all his life, his wife ran away, and the troupe was teetering. " It's no use singing opera. "He would rather his son learn something real than suffer such pain again. What class seven, foot drum, eighteen steps niang ..... These will be forgotten in the future "if circulated for eight hundred years? "It won't take a while for the smoke to disappear." These words sound sad. At least she likes going to the theatre and doesn't want them to disappear. Someone in the village made a fortune and asked the troupe to perform for seven days in a row, and the actors were scattered to the villagers' homes. Coincidentally, this small troupe lives in a chubby home. As fat as a fish, follow him every day, and she will follow him wherever he goes. Everything about the little player is new to her, including clothing, voice practice, timbre and figure. Every morning, Pangpang sits by and watches the little player in white standing in the yard practicing his voice. The singing, acting, recitation and performance of Liyuan Opera have a set of unique norms, which are simple and delicate, with a unique euphemism and softness in the south. The little actor is only thirteen years old, and some are as warm as jade and as warm as the wind. Chubby, chin cupped, looking at the thin youth, I remembered the women who were talked about by adults about the troupe. The adult's tone is frivolous and casual, and his heart suddenly feels a little uncomfortable. The sigh of the old player rang in her ear again, melodious and long. "My father was born in the wrong era." Will young players be born in the wrong era? This problem is too complicated for a child aged 10. Pangpang soon forgot it and played for a while. These seven days are unprecedented happiness. She experienced the feeling of having a playmate for the first time. There are people around her at all times. This feeling is so beautiful. In those seven days, the sky was clear, the wind was cool and everything was fine. Seven days later, when the play was over, the troupe began to pack. Pangpang looked at the torn curtains and felt that his little world had collapsed. The little player is leaving! In the evening, Pangpang didn't eat, lying on the ground, crying and saying, "I don't want Su Qin to go", so he had the privilege of coquetry and splashing water when he was a child. Fat parents helplessly looking at her daughter, Su Qin stepped forward to pull up fat, took her to the room where props and costumes were put, and wiped her eyes and tears with a handkerchief. "Stop crying, it's ugly." Pangpang is still sobbing, and his nose is red: "Su Qin, don't go. When you leave, there will be no one to play with me. " I cried badly and my expression was really reasonable. Besides coquetry, I can be naive. Su Qin, with a helpless face, sat side by side with her on the wooden box with props, touching her hair and feeling a little agitated. He doesn't want to be fat either. He has no brothers or sisters. My little daughter follows her like one of his sisters. A sister Lin fell from the sky? Su Qin turned around and cried her eyes watery and chubby. She really looks like sister Lin. Thinking of something, he suddenly jumped down, lifted the lid of the box, took out some colorful bottles and jars, took out the mirror, put them all on the table and waved: "Pangpang, come here." Pangpang was attracted by bottles and cans, forgot to cry, and sat on a small stool at the mercy of Su Qin. Su Qin painted a Hua Dan makeup for Pangpang, with a white face painted with rouge and shallow eyebrows painted with color. Sue listened attentively. When he brushed his eyebrows, he remembered the story of thrush. I heard that they were childhood friends. When he was a child, he pushed his wife against a stone and touched his eyebrows. When he grew up, he stroked her eyebrows ... He heard his father tell stories about these operas, but he didn't feel anything. At this time, he closed his eyes and looked at Xiao Pang, just like a weak little animal, and his heart was full of strange feelings, dripping all over his chest. Childhood friends, two little conjectures, are really a beautiful thing. When it's done, Xiao Pang looks left and right in the mirror. In fact, she can't tell the dark red color. Finally, she asked uneasily, "Su Qin, do I look good?" Her face is a little red. I wonder if she is excited or wearing rouge. Su Qin looked at her carefully, for a long time, then nodded hard. Chubby grinned, her eyes shining like stars in the sky. As soon as she was happy, she forgot her departure tomorrow and rushed over with an eyebrow pencil: "I'll melt it for you, too!" " "The next day, adults found two children in the big box, filled with costumes. The two children slept side by side with messy faces and tight hands. Su Qin was asleep when Chupang woke up. Hua Dan's eyes were red with makeup, but she bit her lip but didn't cry. She was afraid to cry out her makeup, which was left to her by Su Qin. If I miss you, I will walk five miles, climb two mountains and take your hand troupe away. Fat parents still go to play as usual when they see their daughter. They breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that they were children and forgetful after all. However, they don't know that Pangpang is brewing a grand and huge plan, and she is going to find Su Qin. That night, Su Qin told her that all the places where the troupe would perform next were nearby villages. She followed her mother to visit relatives and know the way. On the fifteenth day of the seventh lunar month, she and Su Qin agreed to meet in Zhuangcuo Village. That day was also the first time that Su Qin came to power. " I begged my dad, and he finally let me try. ""really? " Pangpang is very excited, and his black eyes are shining with expectation. Su Qin was a little embarrassed: "Just now I played' Lotus Fall' in Li Yaxian, a little beggar. "Small role, but this paragraph requires humor and vividness, and the actors in the play are the old bones of the troupe. Thinking of this, he was a little proud: "I didn't have this role, but my father re-filmed this paragraph for me." "I must see it!" Pangpang clenched his fist. So, they learned to play and agreed with each other that they would never leave on July 15. When she grew up, Xiao Pang saw the little girl walking alone on a remote path full of weeds. It was getting dark, but her heart was shining on the road because Su Qin, who appeared in black and pink, was waiting for her. She ran too fast, the grass was long and lush in summer, and her arm was cut, so she left it alone, anxious and expecting. But she ran too fast and it was too dark. When she touched a small stone, her foot twisted and rolled down the path. When she climbed out of the ground, she was covered in mud and fell into a blood hole in her knee cuff. She couldn't move and was in terrible pain. She gritted her teeth and limped forward, finally being late. When she arrived at the stage in confusion, everyone left in twos and threes with stools. Chupang walked against the crowd and saw Su Qin in a costume, standing in a conspicuous place and looking around. After the play was over, she missed it, and the tears that Pangpang endured for a long time finally fell. Su Qin jumped down, his chubby clothes were covered with mud and grass clippings, and there was a thin cut on his bare arm and a cut on his knee. The blood had solidified, and it was black and red, which was very ferocious. She just stood in front of her, holding her head high and crying. Tears ran down her cheeks and slender neck, wetting her front and feeling wronged and hurt. Su Qin asked her what happened. She stopped talking and cried. After a long time, she calmed down and continued intermittently: "Lotus ... Lotus Waterfall ..." At that moment, Su Qin's heart moved, but then she felt a little pain. She was not hurt all over, but sad because of his insignificant "lotus drop", a dispensable little beggar. He wiped her tears like the other day and said softly, "It's okay, there will be another time." "Not the same, not the same. "What's the difference? Fat can't be distinguished. She asked Su Qin to wipe her tears and wash away the dried blood. What did she think of? " Su Qin, how was your singing today? ""Very well, everyone was made to laugh. "Pangpang is happy again:" Will your father let you go on stage? " "It should be. "Su Qin nodded and looked up and saw her eyes as bright and pure as stars." I won't be late again. I want to see you sing from beggar to emperor! "This is a bigger agreement. On the first date, she fell into the ground and missed it. In exchange for this agreement, they exchanged the whole simple Children's Year. Six, Han Pangpang was angry, and the small universe burned for Su Qin that night. Pangpang was in the troupe, and Su He sang "Furong Waterfall" to her all night. The next day, Fu Su sent Pangpang back, and both of them were inevitably scolded. " You are so brave, son. It is dark and dangerous outside. You will be eaten by wolves. "Fat twittering, while sticking out your tongue at Su Qin made a face. What the adults said is really the same, and so was Fu Su last night. I don't understand, it's too smart. In the chubby bristles, she couldn't bear to see Su Qin leave. Why doesn't Su Qin live in Hanjia Village? So that she can see him every day, and she will follow him wherever his troupe goes in the future. She doesn't know, so does Su Qin. If only Pangpang were in the troupe, so he wouldn't have to run so far and get hurt. Both of them are thinking about their plans for their next move. My parents are more careful this time. Although their daughter said nothing, she was a ghost. Maybe she'll run out when others are not looking. Pangpang has been restricted to being allowed to go out to play, and there are children to help watch, especially that annoying Han Bing, who haunts me. "You are a follower! "Fat bored him to death. Han Bing doesn't care. He shook the fructose in his hand: "Follow you, there is sugar to eat." The fat man was angry again. He deliberately turned east and west, and Han Bing followed suit. Finally, both of them were tired. He gasped and asked, "Han Pangpang, are you going to run away with that little player?" "What are you talking about? "chubby, stop." Who said I ran away with him! "Pangpang was a little angry and his face flushed." We are good friends! "No matter what she said, Han Bing felt very funny. I didn't know that the word "running with people" was extremely insulting. He even sang a very appropriate song with his throat suppressed: "I miss you so much. You go back with someone, and I don't like you. I hate you for being such a thick and heartless person. "He is very talented in acting, and he is also very good at hiding people's eyes and ears, just like Pangpang really abandoned her husband and children and ran away with others. Korea is fat and angry, and the small universe burns for Su Qin. Her long-term oppression by Han Bing broke out. She rushed over, opened her mouth and took a hard bite. At lunch that day, Han Bing's parents led people to complain, pointing to the far teeth marks on Han Bing's face and scolding his fat parents. Pangpang quickly grilled rice and despised him with the corner of his eye. It's no use letting the adults shoot at the children's war. Han Bing smoked and smoked: "I want to leave a scar, I can't marry a wife, I have to marry me." Fat mother followed his words: "whatever you say, be good, don't cry, just ask fat to marry you." "Don't! "Fat is anxious and suddenly jumps out." I just ran away with Su Qin and didn't want to marry him! "A room full of adults in distress situation, Han Bing cried" wow ". Fat dad feels ashamed. His daughter wants to run away with someone when she is only ten years old. He drank, "what are you talking about? Why are you shameless? " "You are shameless! "Pangpang stood on the chair, holding his head high, keeping an equal angle, holding his fist and staring at them, like a just little hero." Han Bing told me to rob me half blind, but you didn't care, right and wrong were clear, and you said three no four ... "What a shame! Adults are shameless! Su Qin doesn't bully or speak ill of others, so I will play with him! " I am not blind, I can see clearly! "She said sentence after sentence, the in the mind very grievance. Adult is really dead, so good Su Qin they can't see, want her to marry a Korean bastard. Fat dad is angry, too. This is a rebellion. Only a few days later, he will "stay out at night" and fight with each other. It was really dragged down by that little player. He said angrily, "What do you think that little player is? You will steal money at a young age! " Pangpang froze and amplified his voice: "Liar! Su Shi is not such a person! " "Isn't it, you ask him face to face! "Seven, she held out her hand against the time, but could not take it back. After many years, Pangpang didn't want to think of that scene. She held out her hand against time, but she couldn't take it back. She was taken to Su Qin by her father. He looks surprised and happy. She asked, "Did you steal your father's winning lottery ticket? "This is a small prize, not much money, but it completely denies a child's character. Su Qin's face was hurt and his mouth was broken. At first glance, it was beaten. Fat man stared at him, in fact, she