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回家（英文原创小说）# Prose - 散文.原创文学板

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在RAINBOWN发过，少人问津。请文学版的朋友REVIEW一下。
It was about one year ago, my last trip home; human being age memories, by
washing away the bad, and preserving the happy ones; we all do, otherwise,
we have been wiped out from the earth, one by one, jumping down the cliff,
like lemmings.
So, when the rain slashed toward me this morning, I pulled down the string
hanging from the hood of my black coat to fix it from being blown away by
the wind, and began to pick up the memories of my last trip home, the bits
an

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The sandy bank, which we called it “sha she”, a tongue made of sand, was a
narrow stretch of green belt lolled into the sea to protect the bay from
storms.
I walked up the concrete steps constructed alongside the bank, pretending to
be a dock. Here were the same “motor” guys, “ want a ride? Brothers.”
They asked, humbly, questioningly; you can detect a trace of sly in the
corners of their eyes, which would put you off in strange places.
“ get lost, go back to your poker games.” I quipped jokingl

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forgot why I was doing here, seeing a couple of tourists yawning, lazily
sitting in the deck chairs borrowed from the only shop opened in this quite
winter day with their loose limbs and plump bottoms.
“See, those cadres sitting on the chairs, they always have big bottoms.”
Seaborne once said that, when we were standing upright in the Memorial
Square, listening to the vice governor of the county making a speech.
“ My father doesn’t.” I remembered I retorted. “ because your father is
just the may

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There were a few boats moored alongside the beach, small boats only narrowed
slightly on the bow and stern area with an onboard motors, used in the bay
and nearby shallow sea area by local fishermen. “ Want a boat trip to the
forbidden island?” the boat owners were hawking for tourist business.
Was I here to be carried away? To the barren rocks of the forbidden island?
“ you will wet your shoes and pants.” A horse voice brought me back to
the creeping water under my trainer. There was a pair of

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I cleared my throat and began to recite:
“The vast and solemn company of clouds
Around the Sun's death, lit, incarnadined,
Cool into ashy wan; as Night enshrouds
The level pasture, creeping up behind
Through voiceless vales, o'er lawn and purpled hill
And hazéd mead, her mystery to fulfil.”
It was so quiet, only the echoes of my chirpy sounds were audible. I sneaked
a peep on Seaborne. He was listening so intensively, I could almost sense
the prickling of his ears. I memorised so many poems in t

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“ Such a good boy! “ Seaborne sneered when I pushed away his offer for a
fag. We were sitting in the small stone table next to the volley ball court
in the playground. Seaborne said goodbye to his volleyball friends and came
to join me on the table. He fumbled inside his bag to pull out a cigarette.
I watched him in disapproval. He lighted up the cigarette in his mouth, took
a deep draw, then opened his mouth, but instead of spitting out the smoke,
he puckered up his lips; I knew he was doing th

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谢谢各位捧场。：）
“ Father, do you think Mr. Ma still knows me?”
“ Yes, even you are a big boy now. And Mr. Ma will take care of everything
you need in the campus. OK?”
My father marched in front of me, pulling my luggage, its’ little wheels
rolling over the cobbled stones, making out those naughty noises.
I was wearing a whit T shirt with a black and white portray of a rock star
printed in the chest, and in my light green corduroy pants. On my feet, it
was a pair of sandal with straps in magenta colour

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The classrooms for senior high school students were located on two four-stories
buildings opposite the modern administration building, separated by a garden
. I followed Lily crossing the garden. The bushes in the garden were trimmed
into round or box shapes, flowerpots were arranged together to form
different patterns. In the middle of the garden, was a small fountain with a
status.
Lily stopped besides the fountain, and pointed at the status, asked me: “ Do
you know who he is?”
“ Of course I k

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The Classroom
My first impression of my new school is its’ neatness, straight paths
cutting the campus into different area, trees arranged in rows, bushes
trimmed; buildings were all tiled outside with large windows with aluminium
frames. It gave you a chilling feeling of order, organisation and discipline
instead of the free spirit of my old school, in where creepers and ivy hung
around dilapidated buildings, crannies and nooks hided behind ill-con

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Lily’s Neighbour
My head burned and eyes wide opened. I kept counting sheep and adjusting my
pillows, but the hope of getting some sleep just ebbed away. Then it came, a
shallow dip by an altered mind, with a dream, or a nightmare, to call it
more appropriately, but I insist to call it a dream. I was put in a chair in
a dark room, a naked light bulb hung over my head, somebody was holding a
knife in front of me, but I could only see his eyes, g

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How was this suave, gentle boy faring in the classroom; a classroom which
would serve as one of the emerging points in a proletariat country, which,
was about to embrace a class division by power and money in a most
ostentatious, crude and tacky form ever witnessed by human beings?
My classmates could be roughly separated into two groups: the group of the
county town students who lived at home, and the group of boarding students
from rural towns. The county town students looked more light-hearte

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He was a cult like figure in the campus, who would put on the most
outrageous dresses one could find on the streets like they were meant to be
his; and his apparent indifference to the sensations he created added
another charm to him. The other dandies in the school had to do with the
second position if there was ever a competition this kind. Like any high
school golden boy worth his salt, a captaincy was inevitable, that was why I
was seen lurking around the green near the outdoor volleyball co

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One day in the literature class, Mr. Long, a sliver hair old gentleman, was
explaining the inevitability for our great poet to commit suicide by
plunging into the river. I interrupted him by saying: “ He might as well
jump into the river, I certainly won’t read his poems, no matter how pretty
those followers and animals he depicted, if he were to grow old, unwashed
and with flea bites.” Mr.Long looked at my earnest and sincere expression,
was staggered into speechless for a while, which brought