There is a mirror hand loud at the desk, my labour contractor visits and shines in the past. The sample in the mirror has given me a start, the wound on my head was very big originally, gentry's son does not apply medicinal liquid very esthetically, and my complexion contrast is too big, I have already looked like a spirit. I am sorry, so much is the monster that time li give gentries the look that the something small and hard represent, oneself was entirely ignorant of unexpectedly. I am born liking bowing when being shy, it is lowerly low this time, even want to bury head in the body. Gentry's son finds my uneasiness, stretch and stroke me, ask what happened to me, I avoid his hands, knock mirror that over in being flurried, make gentry son stop work of hand.
Does gentry's son say, do you blame me to pay no attention to you? Have you learnt those women's skill too? Break the things when being unhappy? Do you break my mirror? Haha you have a temper too! All right not angry, see that woman leave? She shouts once seeing you, proves she is afraid of you! Woman have afraid, too, they can facing toward man take, five make 6, willing and you fine with several days such as you, it is kind to go away by myself with you to be unwilling, today I saw too women had it while fearing! Do you know why she is afraid of you? Why mixing afraiding of you in those streets?
Have had! You are not angry! I only accompany your one today. I go out to buy turnips in a moment, come back later and you are at home, I get my craftsmanship, you and I keep company, how good it is! Have sleep I and you tonight,it sleep as those women as and you sleep comfortable. I like you to pester me, pester me non- ashamedly, where you dare to twine.
Gentry's son really puts down the job in the hand, take me in one's arms again. He puts me on the bed again, the silk cotton bedspread is stuck to me gently. I feel that suffocate, gentry's son can let me suffocate to show consideration for to my every one. I like the man really, though I understand he, though he sleep that piece like woman that scream just, though, I have wounds on one's head, and I myself feel this wound has really influenced my beauty.
The leaf of the bamboo, will you wait for me at home? I come back.
Do I think, how could I get rid of the color on the head? Showy medicinal liquid those how unworthy of " The leaf of the bamboo " This name one.
I assert my name is " The leaf of the bamboo " .
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