The snow in the hometown of Yipin Luantan, the love of hometown
Author: gubaman 2004/10/21 Published in: Naked Lamb Chinese Network (1)
The river splashed with the restraint of the embankment, and my soul sang because of the excessive calm.
*** *** *** ***The small town in the south of the Yangtze River where I live,is refined. Every time I look over from among the lush green willows, the Yangtze River under the sun shines with golden brilliance.As the boat sails past, the white sails are rippling and the water is shining like clouds in Yinpu.
After the beginning of spring, a crisp drizzle fell, and the hibernating grass began to reveal green eyes; in summer,The red sun is scorching, and the tall plane trees support the shade of the sun; after the beginning of autumn, the autumn rain turns warm and cold, and the leaves of the plane treesFirst it turns yellow, then becomes bronze, and then with a metallic sound, pieces fall, winter is coming soonarrive.
The most unforgettable thing for me is the winter in my hometown, the snow in my hometown, and there are so many sweet and bitter memories hidden in it.
*** *** *** ***When I was seventeen, the winter solsticeOnce it passes, the bitter north wind becomes tighter day by day. Xiangwan, the twilight is getting heavier and heavier, except for a few stalls on the streetThe shop is still open, and people usually close their doors early. The raging cold wind was shut out by me, but neverThe old ancestral house that was exposed to the sun and rain got in through the gaps in the cracked wooden boards, and the cold air hit people with a whistling sound. At this time, the motherHe and I will use a few sheets of Daolin paper we bought, cut them into strips, mix the paste and stick all the gaps that can be sealedI got a note and got ready for the winter.
"Qiao'er, do you think your dad has arrived? It's such a cold day, I'm afraid the coat I asked him to bring isn't warm enough.and. "The mother's fair face was full of worry.
"Mom, don't worry, Dad wears a lot of clothes when he goes out, and there are so many colleagues in the car, nothing will happenof. You will worry blindly. "
What my father wore was the blue-gray lake crepe leather gown passed down by his grandfather, with an old-fashioned large sleeve on the outside.Sub coat. As an excellent paleontologist, whenever my father heard about any new species, he would immediatelyWith bright eyes, regardless of his frail body, he insisted on appearing on the scene. This time it was a new project invited by the Zhejiang Provincial Bureau of Cultural Relics to appraise it.The discovered dinosaur fossil is said to be a medium-sized dinosaur with a total length of six to seven meters that is both herbivorous and carnivorous.The rescue and excavation work will start soon.
"Hey, I'm not worried about his body. The Chinese medicine prescribed by your grandfather finished drinking in the morning, so I had to let himHe brought some western medicine. If I knew it earlier, I would have opened more, and it would not be... Hey! "Mother sighed and sighed, calling the far awayLooking back, there was a little gleam in the faint pupils.
"I didn't expect it. Looking at the weather, it seems that it's going to snow. If the mountain is blocked by heavy snow, I don't know why.What a deal. Dad is a donkey with a stubborn temper, and he will not listen to persuasion. "I was both worried and complained. On weekdaysIt is often the mother who is doing the housework. She has to work and take care of the family. And my father has always been in poor health, alwaysMy mother took care of me tirelessly. The couple never blushed and quarreled.The neighborhood committee rated it as a five-good family.
"That's right. This time he said that he would be back in two or three days at least, or a week at most.If it really snowed heavily, it would be an incredible thing. Oh, Qiaoer, do you think it will? "Mother's handsRubbing each other to keep warm, the airflow from the mouth immediately formed a thin layer of mist on the window.
"Mom, you're cold. Come on, let's light the stove." I took Mother's hand and put it in my palm.It was really cold. The mother's small hands are round and delicate, this is a pair of incomparably exquisite and dexterous hands, through whichThe small hands of Suzhou Pingtan are famous all over the world.
"No, it's not cold. Qiao'er, there's still lotus polenta cooked by Mom. You can have another bowl." Mother gentlyEarn, just let me hold her, her originally fair face was a little blush.
I took a deep breath. The mother standing in front of me was so dignified and beautiful.The mother who gave birth to me and raised me, her blood beats in my pulse. I can't ignore this beauty, this feelingInnate, always wandering in my dream, so I often lingering.
I often look forward to its arrival when I am bored. Mr. Lu Xun wrote in "Scream": "ILately it's just boredom, and boredom is like a serpent entangling my soul. "He wrote it really well, and he said it in one sentence.my inner world. Because, I always feel that boredom is very magical, it comes from nowhere and haunts me.After being born, you can never get rid of it, just like the big poisonous snake that is regarded as sacred and monstrous in the Indian forest.
"Okay, you go light the stove, and I'll get some charcoal." Mother pulled back the small bag I put on the corner of my mouth for breathing.Holding his hand, he turned and walked into the storage room, his thin figure was like a freehand painting of light green and light ocher. I follow her closelyBehind me, the charming fragrance of her body seems to be floating everywhere in the closed room, faintly in my nose, I seem to seeTo the peach-colored clouds in the sky.
"Mom, I miss you...I want you..." I hugged my mother's soft body from behind, feeling theJumping intensified, "You know what? I didn't sleep much last night, just listening to you and Dad..."
"Ah, no, don't...Qiao'er...you, you promised me..." Mother tried to break free from my embraceHug, however, she is weak, my strong arms are born and raised by her. I can feel my mother's hands and feetIt seems to be frozen, and the whole body is shaking.Trembling. I put my face on her back, my hands still tightly claspedHolding her, my mother's pointed breasts are in my grasp, and my raging desire is rising.
"Mom, Mom, just let me give you a hug, that's fine." I begged, my deep baritone trembling like the windThe catkins in the sky, let the north wind outside the window blow, dancing in the sky with a crazy drunkenness, ups and downsMore dreams and more dreams.
"Good boy, listen to me...this is not good, it is really not good, let me go, I am your mother!"
My mother was choking, and the silver bell-like voice rang in my ears, and my soul was like lying on a net of dreams,Swaying in her dense fragrance, soft, erratic, and peaceful, I was almost as drunk as if I had drunk old wine.
"Mom, isn't it good to just hold you like this? Didn't you say that you like me holding you like this? Mom,These days, I am very unhappy, very unhappy! "I raised my face and put my mouth close to her pointed earlobe,Mother's earhooks were the old-fashioned solid gold hoops that shone like gold in her cloudy black hair. low sky outside the windowLow, the clouds are gloomy, the north wind howls and passes over the tiles, ditches, countless dead leaves swirl in the wind and fly awayAs I watched, the woods trembled in the wind, just like my mother in my arms at this moment.
"Ah, Qiao'er, Mom can't make mistakes anymore. Let go of Mom, my good boy..." the mother's voiceDesperate to continue, if there is nothing, it is like a half-dried stream covered by white strokes, and it is more like a rustling autumn sound.
I am silent. The mother's voice was low, like a mermaid lost in the dark weeping. I read it inSuch a gloomy winter day, appreciating all the shock and poignancy it brings. In the past days, IMy heart has already been corroded by that big poisonous snake, sometimes I am willing to return to that kind of pain, because it is also accompanied byAlong with the joy, it can also cheer up my gloomy spirit a little. I neither had the courage to kill Hemingway, nor could ILet this dead silence perpetuate my soul. Then, I have no choice but to make mistakes again and again.
In silence, I persisted in my persistence. My left hand went in under the skirt of her dress, and my mother's breastsWith a firm grip, the typical delicateness of a woman in a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, in my grasp, twisted into shape, tactfully into aMoan. But what aroused my raging desire was the docile and exquisite nymph, under the cover of the right hand, from cold to hot, denseCheng Yun.
Mother no longer struggled. The room is quiet, but our excited pulse is beating, a mysteriousThe natural language slowly penetrates into the depths of my heart. I believe that my mother is the same as me. in this silenceIn the realm, my heart curled up like a strand of gossamer, thinking about the beautiful scenery of that year and that day, the wine lingeringWhen people leave, the melancholy, the lingering sadness and the deep helplessness!
Mother cried. The charming, gentle, passionate, and weak mother trembled, and a wave of warmth spread to mefingertips. I turned my mother's body, her bright eyes were dazzled, slightly pitiful, the bamboo fence in my heart no longercollapsed for the second time. I gently hugged her, her bright red lips looked like blooming pansies, the color was as bright as aIt is made of paper, and the lush green floats in the autumn waves. I can't help but think of a poem: "In her autumn waterHere, the green grass passes by. "
"Qiao'er... you, you put down the mosquito net..." Mother's timid, soft voice seemed to bringThe bird song of wings.
"Hey, Mom." I put down the tulle curtain obediently. Even though there were only two of us in the room, she stillis stubborn to do so. The mahogany carved lacquer bed that my mother brought over as a dowry was shaking and shaking, it was a kind of rhythm,cadenced. The mother's tenderness was revealed bit by bit in her mournful and low-pitched moan, and the soundRhyme, like a stream of clear springs that flowed in the crevices of the rocks at first, and then under my guidance, torrentiallyBuzz, a thousand miles.
The mother's yin and female were a little raw at the beginning, like the green grapes in the southern country, the color is amber, and the color is gorgeous.with red light. I feel my strong avatar galloping across the vast outskirts, like a boat with plain sails, mooredIn the middle of the paddy field. In my heart, there is no worry at all. I look at this piece of grass and listen to my mother's voice.Singing as sweetly as a bird, the world is full of some wondrous sounds.
"Qiao'er, take it easy...I want, I'm about to...can't take it anymore..." Mother heaved and fell, slowlySlowly slow down the amplitude of her swing, the complicated rhythmic sounds become harmonious, long and short, slow, the wind sings and the rain sings, lazily withShujuan happily.
I slowed down the rhythm and stretched my growing waist quietly. Through the white gauze I saw the blurredThe faded blue silk engraved barrier, and the Doug paper that my mother and I pasted together. I look back, mother's bodyHer body presents a pearly color in the frosty morning, filled with misty silver water vapor, her whole body is like a roll of endlessThe book of words unfolds before my eyes. Mother's guttural voice became melodious, lingering in the air, filled with a lightLight floral scent... soft and fresh, giving me infinite joy.
About three to five minutes later, I heard the dripping of rain in the grass of my mother, and the sound of her whispering and murmuring.The low trembling rhyme, mixed with cheerful and loud tones, this crisp warble, for some reason, unexpectedlyIt made me smile slightly during the exercise, but it also made me want to cry. The gallop of the breeze, the splash of the spring water,How can it compare to the softest melody that human beings utter when they have sex?
"Um...um, huh...ah..." Mother murmured again, the eiderdown quilt covering her body arched up,Unknowingly, my mother and I stretched out our legsGo, hang in the light, don't feel cold. I listen intently, fourZhou Shi's voiceless voice floats, like the chirping of spring insects and the groaning of flowers. This scene, is not that eternal daywhat? That night, the night was beautiful, the sky and the earth were surprisingly quiet, and no painter's colored pen could describe that night.Come out, and it will always be drawn on my heart board!
"Mom, I want to do it here, okay?" I lightly pressed my fingers on her chrysanthemum buds, the foldsThere are hazy mountains everywhere, shrouded in fog. It is like a fairy wearing a milky white gauze. I often imagine that one dayDay, I can wander in the meantime. My mother is shy. I once wanted to come from behind, but she refused. that very postureIt made her feel humiliated, which I knew and understood. Therefore, I tried to guide her, taking advantage of this quietBeautiful artistic conception, take advantage of this ecstasy.
"No, no, this won't work, how can this be? We're not animals, not to mention it's so dirty..." MotherHer reserved and shy personality made her reject such positions that made her feel ashamed.
But I know. I know she did it with her father, I saw it once by chance. that's meWhen I was thirteen, it was the time when the cicadas swayed over the other branches. On that day, the summer heat gradually subsided, and the golden wind brought refreshment...
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"Brother Qiao, I caught another cricket today, let's go fight it with Dasha's "General Changsheng"Bar. "Er Leng next door pushed open the door of my house, holding a small earthen pot in his hand, and there was a cry from inside.The sound was loud and majestic, and I could tell right away that this cricket was very good at fighting. Sure enough, when I opened it, the length,Big mouth, strong legs, brown in the soap, it can be regarded as the best variety among crickets. I flicked lightly with the tip of the grass, and it immediatelyIt grinned and fluttered its wings, eager to try, and chirped.
"Where did you find it? Hey, I will definitely defeat that kid this time!" I was overjoyed. Yesterday I was with the big clamAfter scratching and picking at the foot of the old blue brick wall and the damp ruins behind my house for a long time, I couldn't find a good one.Doukou, the most fat and fat Sanweizi, is useless.
"Hee hee, I found this at the ancient tomb in Houshan last night. How is it? It's amazing, isn't it?" Er LengHe looked proud, just like the cricket in the crockery.
I laughed out loud and pulled him, "Let's go, I'll find Dasha now."
"Qiao'er, haven't you eaten yet?" Mother rushed out, wearing a lavender wool sweater,He also held an unpeeled water chestnut in his hand.
"It's okay, mom, I'm not hungry, you and dad can eat..." I replied, running fiercely, fightingPassion burns me, inspires me, and I'm going to beat that cocky guy in no time.
However, I lost that battle miserably.
When I went home dejectedly, it was very late at night, the moon was covered by treetops, and I walked around the area behind the old house.Pond walks towards home. As soon as I looked up, the old house was built alone by the water, with sparse curtains hanging in front of the windows, and a few trees curling up.Na's autumn willows lightly brush the clean white stones in front of the door. I didn't go in through the main entrance, and turned over the mottled and peeling oldWall, jumped into the courtyard, the autumn night air is filled with the rich aroma of Sophora japonica. Through the glass window, I seeThe father's study room was as bright as a pool of autumn water, emitting a faint light.
On the exquisite ebony bench near the window, there is an animal skeleton, which seems to be a new specimen made by my father.
Father and mother admired the specimen side by side, the father pointed, while the mother nodded in admiration, the drooping eyebrowsLove and joy shone in his lowered eyes. I think, maybe it is Aiwujiwu, my mother also cares about my father's every day.A work, that kind of familiarity and mutual understanding, often amazes me in the years to come.
The light, as clear as water, shines on my father's white hair and my mother's red dimples. When they looked up occasionally, their eyes met.The unforgettable love between each other flows in the eyes.
His father grew up in a poor family and had gray hair when he was young. However, he was outstanding in his studies and was valued by the school and the industry.The best of the bunch. My mother knew my father because of my uncle, who was in the same class as my father. that year oldAfter graduating from high school, my father went to play at my uncle's house and ran into my mother. I heard from my mother that she was moved by her father's black eyes.Attracted by his profound and ethereal wisdom, he did not despise his father because of his frail appearance, on the contrary, he fell in love at first sight.Since then, he has had a deep love for his father and will never change his life.
It can be said that my father was able to achieve such outstanding success in his academic field, it can be said that it is inseparable from his mother.Kiss this good wife.
"Pei Jiang, I'm going to Beijing tomorrow, what do you want me to buy for you?" Father gentlyHe hugged his mother in his arms, lowered his head and kissed her temple hair, and walked on her body with both hands.
"Well, I don't want anything. I just hope that you will come back soon after finishing your work. You should give Qiao'erBuy some toys, he has been playing wild these days, I really don't know how to teach him. "Mother's voice is sweetSweet and greasy, like glutinous rice paste mixed with sugar.
"You always spoil him like this, you will spoil him." Father was slowly taking off mother's clothes,But he saw his mother break away from him, go to the window, and draw the curtains. In my haste to hide I also saw the motherI kissed the milk-like whiteness under my neck. While my heart was beating, I quickly jumped into my mother's bedroom, and I knew very wellMother's temperament, she would not do that kind of thing with her father in the study.
"You, it's the same in the study. You have to go back to the bedroom." As I expected, my father couldn't resistWith his mother's insistence, he had no choice but to follow his mother back to their bedroom.
"No, thisHow can such a thing be done there? What if Qiao'er came back suddenly? Yunong, you justDon't turn on the lights again. After the mother closed the door, she took off her underwear and placed them neatly on theOn the bedside table. The light was still turned on, but his father ignored her, he wanted to savor and appreciate the beauty of his mother carefully.
Desire stirs in my body, with surging passion. The passion surged up from my lower abdominal cavity, toSoaring up, as if to break through my heart, and then scattered to the vast four directions. Mother's breasts are small and delicate,It is not as big as the big clam next door, but it is more delicate and round, with lavender nipples dotted on her breasts.A pointed chest.
Father stroked my mother's abdomen, where there was a mark left by giving birth to me. "Ginger, you reallynice. Look, it's all wet..."
"Huh... Yu Nong, don't touch it anymore..." My mother closed her eyes, and I could feel the pain in her body.The rising of lust, for it too smoldered in my breast, shutting my lips so that I could not breathe, my heatLie Yanggen proudly set up my tent for the first time.
"Okay, my little baby, here I come..." The father pushed the penis into the depths of the mother,With a muddy sound in his throat, he held his mother's legs in his hands, in the posture of holding a spear against the sun.
I heard the voice of my mother weeping with joy, the air was interspersed with the sound of caressing like fine sand, I was attracted,Listen carefully, it doesn't sound like their genitals having sex, but rather like three or five little blue dragonflies rubbing each other.Wings, the brook whimpered, the sound seemed to be dyed colorful, I almost saw the wet green, far awayNearby, shrouded in a misty fog.
"Ah..." Father yelled out for a long time, actually a little desolate and decadent.
His body squirmed a few times, and then lay on his mother's body without moving. Time is frozen, the night is diffuseLong, the room was deadly silent, I only heard my own breathing slow and fast.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry... Jiang, I haven't done it for so long, I thought... thought... who knows..."
Hiding behind the curtains, I held my breath and didn't dare to open my mouth. The coolness of late autumn night rose from between my toes. II heard my mother's long sigh.
"It's okay. Brother Ming. You have always been in poor health. You have been working hard these days, so you may have been distracted. NoIt's important, let's do it all over again. "The mother stood up, her naked body was pure and soft like a melancholy goddess,Shines like a sapphire. I finally saw that the coral-like liquid sprayed by my father dripped on theHer soft pubic hair, lustful, desperate.
"Come on, let me help you." The mother took hold of the father's hanger, and slowly rubbed it until it came back again.wake up.
"Jiang, I heard that there is a way to stimulate me..." the father inserted his fingers deep into the depths of the mother,His eyes were shining brightly, and his charming wife was lying under the orange lights, just like the bride back then.
"What?" Mother panted. He put his hand on his father's face and stroked it gently, like a flying bird in a dance.goddess.
"I heard that it can be inserted here. Jiang, let's give it a try, shall we?" In desperation, his fatherPress your thumb against your mother's anus.
"Ah, how can this be done? You can figure it out, how dirty it is." The mother's face turned red with embarrassment, and she pushed her father away.kiss.
"No, it's okay, really. Jiang, just let me try." Father's stubborn voice was full of anxiety.Urgent, begging for mercy.
"It's so small here, how can I get it in? And it will hurt." Mother hesitated.Under her caress, her genitals secreted some body fluid, sparkling under the light.
"If you don't try it, how do you know it won't work. Come on, Jiang... Even if it's for me..." Father might thinkFeeling the taste, the penis was hard and stretched open in the palm of the mother's hand. mother upset mood slowGradually calmed down, she looked at the penis and muttered.
"Okay, just this once." She put her elbows on the bed, her round buttocks were facing meTowards. Her pubic hair is half-wet and half-dry, and her tender red labia are half-opened and half-closed, revealing a delicate, smooth, fullThe meat is about to drip, and I am so upset that my lips are cracked and dry. I imagine the sweet juice, the tender red flesh, and the corners of my mouthFinally flooded the mouth.
"Ah, it hurts... it hurts..." The mother's buttocks are clean and flawless, unlike the weeds in the genitals, which can be clearedHe clearly saw the head of his father's glans submerged in the chrysanthemum bud.
"Just bear with it, you forgot, it's always like this the first time..." Father pressed his left hand on mother's bare skin.Liu's buttocks, and his right hand stretched out to his mother's breasts, then stepped back a little, and pushed up again. Although I am behindI couldn't see my mother's expression on my face, but I still heard some pleasure from my mother's painful groans.Kissing is painful, but it is also joyful.
In the hidden dark place, my veined penis falters in my hands, wild and gray like a grasslandA lone wolf running around looking for food.
The mother's panting and groaning echoed in the quiet night, appearing ethereal and mysterious, with the unique charm of oriental women.Moaning and sobbing, "I'm going to die... I'm really going to die..."
I seem to feel the loneliness of the green bamboo shoots breaking through the ground, and I also saw that bloody, cruel red...
*************Qiaoer, get up, okaywhat? "Mother's gentle tone was as usual, with a faint fragrance.
"Well, Mom, I'm going to warm up some wine, let's have someCup, okay? "My hand leisurely pressed against my mother's warmThe mons pubis, slowly and gently, like stroking a newborn baby.
The yellow leaves flying outside the window hit the old windows and doors, the wind became tighter and tighter, and the sky became darker and darker.
"Let me go. You lie on the bed to keep warm." My mother lifted her body away from my strong belly that was snuggled up to me.Muscle, after bathing in the love river, she whispered softly like beads rolling on a jade plate, soft and mellow. She turned her back, LingThere was a crystal light shining on Long's back, and tears welled up in my eyes. I am moved.
My mother lived completely in my past years. These are the most lively and vivid seventeen years of my life.It was on such days that I understood the secret language of the sky and nature, peeked at the secret love between mountains and clouds,Familiar with the lingering relationship between the rice field and the land, and participate in the tryst between the sea and the beach...
At home, there are sixteen altars of "Daughter Red" brought by the mother when she was married. My father doesn't drink, neither does my mother,It wasn't until the year I was sixteen that my grandpa came to the house and my mother took it out of the storage room.
Mother opened the lid of the altar, and the wine was carmine red. This is a strong color, which embodies the persistent emotion of life.Feelings contain rich background: death and rebirth, lingering and liberation, disillusionment and truth, imprisonment and freedom...
"Qiaoer, this is my mother's nostalgia."
My whole body was shocked. The thin and handsome mother has been away from her natal family for more than ten years, and her natal family's Huilin Town is far away.I am far away, but I have never seen my mother go back. I don't know why. However, seeing my mother for the first time todayMy dear's face was solemn, feeling strangely lost in the rippling wine shadow. A warm flame dances in the charcoal stove,With this wine.
"Mom, are you homesick?" There was a slight pity in my heart. Perhaps as the old age, the townshipSorrow will come and go like the tide.
There were two big tears on the pure and elegant face of the mother. She shook her head slightly, "No. Qiao'er, youI'm still young, I don't understand..." Her voice was as soft as smoke, moving on the old red window lattice.
"Mom, when will I accompany you home to have a look. I haven't been to grandma's house yet." Mother's eyes wavedRippling and blurred, touching the heart. I stared at the charming dimple on her lips, how much tenderness was hidden there.Crying, happy lingering.
I just looked at it like this, really wanting to see the floating world as the dust on my eyelashes.
"Okay, let's go back after your college entrance examination next year." Mother was a little happy, "Actually, you went backYes, but you were only two years old at that time, and you had already forgotten it. "
"Come on, mom, let's have a drink." I picked up the bowl, the wine was as clear as the severe winter outside the window, in my warmMelt in the intestines.
Mother raised her jade-like hand and drank it in one gulp. I didn't know that my mother had such a big drinking capacity, I was shockedLooking at the slight smile at the corner of her mouth with joy, she is bright and beautiful on the mountain top of my heart, clear and clear in all my sky, calling meHow can you not love her? mesmerized...
While I was staring at you stupidly, a red cloud suddenly flew up on my mother's clear and beautiful face, "I can't see enough, dumbass!"Son..." My mother's coquettishness destroyed my nerves. How can you see enough? I gaze into those eyes that are as deep as the sea,Whispering whispers, let the time go by, the deep nostalgia that cannot be taken away. In the depths of those charming eyes, I have longI have lost myself.
...
I sank into the sea again, and I surfed happily. In the murmur of raving, the mother propped her open, allowing her toAccepting my strength, there is a kind of bewildering beauty on her face. Finally, we are in perfect harmony again, my dayNight longing dream dreaming mother ah! My mother's low and melodious chants kept coming from my ears, gentle and lingering,Chanting like the sea, shrouded in golden mist.
The mother is arching and bouncing, who knows? There is a group of angry wild horses under the calm lake and sea!
I stared at her silently, and she also stared at me with her bright eyes of deep tenderness. —in the depths of those bright eyes,I feel an irresistible fascination.
"Oh...Qiao'er..." she moaned. I sip the red sandalwood-colored glossy and exquisite particles, and take a small bite,Frankincense tempts the mouth. I was startled to feel her trembling, and the roots of dust underneath were immediately absorbed into the tenderness again.ocean. It is gentle and quiet, bold and passionate, broad and deep, mysterious and transcendent...
Pedestrians shouted outside the door, "It's going to snow!"
The snow, as expected, fell as soon as it was said. After a while, there was "snow and sleet" first, and the beanBig raindrops accompanied by natural hexagonal crystals hit the black tiles on the back of the house, just like mother's dexterous hands gently swipeHer piano silk, ding ding dong dong, is melodious...
The mother sat up, looking anxiously through the cutout paper window, "It's snowing, it should be snowing by now."It's here..."
Outside the window, the snow being chased by the wind is spinning up and down, flying left and right, fluttering, sparse and dense,Suddenly turned around and flew into the air, suddenly stretched his arms forward, and then threw himself on the earth that was expecting to embrace her. this snow snowThis scene should have been a happy paradise for teenagers, and the children next door had already rushed to the streets and alleys cheering, despite their staggeringStaggering, but full of joy.
I looked away, and my mother's bright red lips were covered with a layer of melancholy white.
"Mom, Dad will call back when he arrives. Don't worry, it's not the first time Dad has gone out.I have experienced all the dangers, not to mention the snow. "
Mother stretched out her snow-white arms and closed up the tulle gauze, "You only want to be happy, and you don't care about it at all."Don't worry, I have no conscience..." There was some displeasure in her voice, and she reprimanded faintly.With a little coquettishness.
"Mom, you're blaming me wrong. My love for Dad is the same as yours, there's no difference. I'm just saying, let'sEven if you worry here for a long time, it is useless. What should happen will always happen, and what will not happen will not happen.Well, don't worry too much. "I was a little wronged, and I withdrew my fingers that I had inserted into my mother's cunt.The smell of her semen was like a mellow wine mash that had been exhaled, and slowly faded away.
"What are you talking about? Look at your appearance..." Mother trembled all over, gave me a blank look, and put on her clothes.Cotton clothes, close your eyes and meditate.
I am speechless. In my position, I really don't know what to say. I fell into a dreamland in realityworld, and the dream world seeped into my life. I am lost, as if I have been exhausted from seeking, as if IAs if hesitantly wandering in the streets of dreams and lost myself in the thick fog, my thoughts are in the moment when my heart is slightly opened.That room, lost...
I don't know if this counts as love. My mother didn't admit it, and I didn't understand it. when i'm hystericalWhen I was rushing on my mother's vast grassland, I only knew that the kind of caress and intoxicating whispers that made me happy,There is also the lingering melody and rhythm that makes me feel unrestrained, and everything in the world is extremely beautiful and splendid.Rotten, extremely pure and harmonious.
In the great fusion of heaven and earth and the great harmony bath, I melt and merge for it, and the heaven and earth become one. in intoxication,I forgot the existence of my father, and in my infatuation, I forgot the ethics of the Son of Man. As if for a brief moment, andIt seems like a long century, I can't remember how many times I have enjoyed such warmth, such sweetnessSuch a beautiful day...
I don't know, I will do what my mother said - one day, I will feel that comfort no longerFascinating, the whispers are no longer so touching, and the emerald-like body of the mother is gradually withered and yellow.I will understand when the delicate and beautiful flowers are withered day by day, and the pointed and full breasts are as dry as winter fruits.
I was startled, confused and terrified...
Maybe there will be a day when the sun that I thought would never set will fall, and I will be alone in the twilightOn the boundless and misty land, I shouted to the boundless sky alone.
Father finally called. They arrived at their destination safely and set up their tents. He told meDon't worry. Mother lay back on the bed full of joy, the brilliance of love dyed everything, the first time I used reasonZhi's eyes stared at his mother. Her emerald-like face is full of auspiciousness and peace, and she is holy and beautiful with her eyes closed and sleepingGoddess! Quiet and clear, dazzling and fascinating.
I gently pressed my hand on mother's high and low vulva, her crescent-like yin and female...Through my hungry heart, my heart slowly settles in this silence, and slowly falls asleep...
(three)
When you gnaw an apple with your teeth, you say to it in your heart, "Your seed will live in me,The buds of your future will grow in my heart, your fragrance will become my breath, and we will live happily togetherthrough all the years. "
—— Gibran "The Prophet"*******************************I looked at my mother who was sitting in front of the dressing table. In the mirror, she frowned with her slender eyebrows, like a sad little woman.Her thin lips were slightly parted, and she smiled lightly and shallowly, revealing a row of neat and fine white teeth, and a few shallow lines on the corners of her lips.From these smile lines, the whole smile has a bit of shyness and fright.
The dressing table is an ancient one, made of red sandalwood, and the huge mahogany bed and bedside table are all made of mother-of-pearl.I brought it from my mother's house. There are also several kinds of cosmetics and perfumes on the dressing table, but it seems that I have never seen my mother use them.They are arranged in several rows like a show, she is naturally beautiful, and she doesn't need any decorations at all.
My mother is elegant and good at the pipa, and her singing is melodious and beautiful.There are so many mixed bombs, big and small pearls fall on the jade plate. " is the most appropriate description. My class teacher Wang Shan is ChineseTeacher, she has always favored me in the whole class, and I think it is also due to this song "Pipa Xing".
I remember that last year when I went to Bai Juyi's "Pipa Xing", Wang Shan just asked me a question about my opinion of this poem.When I have a point of view, I speak with eloquence. I said at the time that "Pipa Xing" is not only an original narrative full of vitality,If it is rewritten as a novel, it will be an excellent short story, because it not only has a rigorous story structure, but also the charactersThe description is also very vivid. It can be said that this is a true pure literature, and a good work makes people never tire of reading it.
Perhaps from that day on, Wang Shan changed me from a life committee member to a representative of the Chinese department, and since then I have entered themy private life.
"Qiao'er, what are you staring at? Aren't you going to school?" Seeing me looking at her, my mother gave me a slight smile.Laugh, she is so beautiful when she smiles! The soft outline has a kind of classical splendor, but it is so vivid and charming.
"Ah, Mom, you're so beautiful..." I was stunned and withdrew my presumptuous gaze, and also withdrew my wild thoughts, "YesAh, I'm going to school today, and Teacher Wang Shan said that I need to assign some homework. "Because of the snow, the school had toThere was a sudden holiday, and the class didn't have time to assign homework.
"Well, then hurry up and go. You're still dawdling here..." Mother blamed, and ordered mineThe tip of her nose, her hand exudes a cool fragrance, and the smile on the corner of her lips is graceful and reserved, like the smile on the corner of the wall.crape myrtle flower.
My heart fluttered, and I took her into my arms. At this moment, the lights are hazy, and so are the people.I am also like the dawn fog, the chaos in front of my eyesOne piece, like reality, like fantasy, like a dream.
"Go, tossing all night is not enough..." Mother pushed me away coquettishly, turned and walked to the kitchen, sayingStill humming to himself: "A young man is at the end of the world, adding a year of life and losing a year of life.
Near dusk, the crows are counted. Open a window screen and cover another window screen.
The rain is drizzling, the wind is blowing, gathering a pile of fallen flowers, and scattering a pile of fallen flowers.
Bored, sad and helpless, sing a pipa, play a pipa.
There is no place for the karmic body to be placed, so call an enemy and scold an enemy. "
I can tell that this is Feng Weimin's Northern Double-Tune - Toad Palace Song "Sijing Boudoir Ci", with a crisp and mellow voiceTurn around, for a while, I was so obsessed with hearing...
*** *** *** ***I pushed the door, and there was aBright, the world outside the paper window of the tile house last night was pure white. Yesterday the ground was full of fallen leaves and it looked like a messThe courtyard is now covered by heavy snow, like a huge white towel covering it, mother andThe two jujube trees I planted together are majestically dressed in silver armor, proudly stretching out their snow-white arms to the sky.arm. The river less than ten meters away was covered with thick ice, and the sound of flowing could not be heard.
I didn't walk on the bridge, and I didn't need a bridge. The other side was the wilderness. I walked to the school on the snow.
Wang Shan's home is actually not in the school, but behind the school. A wall made of stone, with tiles on the top, a total ofThree rooms. When I arrived, Wang Shan was wearing an apron, and his two beautiful hands were sticky, smoothing the dumpling wrappers.
Her cheeks were flushed.
"Come in quickly, it's really cold outside, look at how frozen your little face is?"
I smiled at her, bowed my head, and walked into her kitchen. The light in the room seemed a little dim, and the wall facing the doorOn it is a faded New Year picture of a fat child riding on a goldfish with a tail raised. In the middle of the room is a wooden square table, severalThere are two stools, and some unwashed clothes are piled up in the corner, and Wang Shan's bra is prominently placed on top.
"Let's eat here at noon. Wash your hands and help me roll out the dumpling wrappers." Wang Shan had already taken off his apron,I changed into a set of household cotton sweaters, and brought a pot of fire into the stove, which was burning vigorously. Her hair is slightly naturalSlightly curly, streamlined on the shoulders, the charming plump cheeks are unusual under the light of the firebeautiful.
"What about him?" I often refer to her husband like this, in the world of the two of us. she can't take her eyes offHe stared at me deeply, deep in his dark pupils, reflecting me and spinning me. She stood on tiptoe and kissed softlyTouch my lips. For a moment, I felt a warm current passing through my whole body, and my heart seemed to be in this winter.The morning of the day stopped beating.
"He's on duty. It's just the two of us today." She brushed off the snowflakes on my coat with her hand, "This snowIt's so big, I finally waited for it to rest, so I'll call you. "Her voice trembled slightly, like the windFloating notes.
She is very careful, and the water in the washbasin is warm. After I washed my hands, she immediately attached to my chest, greenThe fragrance of grass and the fragrance of Sophora japonica broke into my nostrils, and it was so clear and within reach.
"Miss me?" I squeezed her little hand. She smiled sweetly and shyly, lowered her head slightly, and then settled downLooking into my eyes, I searched for the tenderness she gave me in this clear spring.
Memories are like pictures in a movie, repeated in my mind, I feel uneasy from time to time,Suspecting that all that he can grasp now is actually an illusory movie. But the reality is knocking from time to timeto my heart, I vividly remember her holding me tightly after that intense yet tender lovemakingSaid: "I hope you can remember me, remember today, remember that we have loved each other like this."
"Come on, let's make the dumplings first, and then prepare some soup. I know you can't swallow without soup."
Wang Shan married from southern Jiangsu three years ago. She loves to cook, and she cooks very well. she alsoShe loves to write poetry, and in the world of poetry, she is like a doll who is not deeply involved in the world, so innocent that she seems not to be contaminated by the fireworks of the world.Only in this way, she is often at odds with her husband.
"'Request'? Is this poem you wrote recently?" I picked up the paper on the table and read, "I thinkLove once / I want to walk on the edge of life / to see the scenery on the coast / to see a petal of roses andThe sail passed by / I want to love once / like a green bug love / wet flower / love once, I want to / putDrink all the honey water..."
"Hush, listen, that's the sound of snowflakes." She put her index finger on her lips, her clear eyes sparklingYan, with a touch of vision. She didn't say anything, she just put her head on my shoulder and I put my hands around hersHead, hold her tightly, her body is soft and warm. We kissed.
Her tongue is sweet and has a slight mint taste. I think it's because of the toothpaste. it stirs,Straight to my throat, demanding, fearless and infatuated.
"You, your mother knows, do you know?" Her pursed lips whispered in my ear, "Morning isShe answered the phone, I, I was a little scared. "Her eyes are like the dark night, deep and pulsatingly staring, as ifWhat is the Buddha waiting for, and what is he afraid of?
"Fool, how would she know? Don't be afraid. There is me." In front of her, our annual rings seem to be reversed.Turning around, it wasn't that she was twelve years older than me, but that I was older than her.
"Yeah, that's good. Hold me tight again......" Her dull eyes seemed to be dripping with oil, shining brightly,Like shells glistening in the sun.
Perhaps it was because she was overdressed. It took a lot of trouble to take off her underwear. her pubic hair is blackThe clumps are like a big forest. If you just look at her appearance, it is hard to imagine that the girl who read aloud in classThe handsome Chinese teacher who wrote "Night Scenes in the Lotus Pond" has such lush hair, and it grows vigorouslywith. The labia turned outward in purple-black color, which was darker than her original light-black pubic area, which was not very attractive.
I first tried to insert an index finger, and then inserted the middle finger and ring finger, but beyond my expectationYes, I brought out some wet slime.
"Ah, did you have sex with him just now?" I was a little surprised, a little sullen, although a little unreasonable,After all, they are an authentic and legal couple.
"Ah, I'm sorry... When he was about to go out in the morning, he, he insisted on... saying yes..." Did she accompany me?His face was full of guilt, and his tone became gloomy, perhaps because he sensed my indifference and dissatisfaction.
"Stop talking. Come on, open it up a little more..." I ordered, putting one of her white, tender and thin thighs togetherOn the wooden table, the stool under her creaked, and I could clearly see the bright red blood under her skinAt this time, her face was as charming as a spring flower, as gorgeous as a morning glow. Soon, her pussyThere was the sound of gurgling water, and a stream of sticky semen meandered out of her long and narrow slit, like a slitThe wisteria on the water surface, the kind of purple like the smoke village in the painting.
Her fingers lightly touched my dick, and she stroked the foreskin to the root of the penis, her little finger pointed at meThe eyes of the horse, whispering obscene words in his mouth. I covered her mouth with my hands, feeling hot and hot all over, I only felt her bodyThe child fell into a circle of whirlpools, I suddenly yelled and inserted it.
Generally speaking, she is a young woman with an inner flair. I saw this early on. she is easyFeelings, once the energy comes up, it will be out of control, and you have to vent it. remember the last time she spokeIn the middle of the literary class, she suddenly asked everyone to study by themselves, and then told me to go with her to her dormitory to get the experimental work.Ye, in fact, it was her enthusiasm at all.
The big poisonous snake that was lurking in my body came out again, devouring my peaceful mind.The river has passionate banks. In the collision again and again, my soul is detached from the body, perceiving sexThe pulse of love, in the rotation, I listened to her affectionate moan. With the lift of her hips, I easily letShe reached an orgasm, but this was only the first time, without more than three times, she would not collapse.
I don't know if it's because women with a handsome appearance are always so passionate when they are in love. Wang Shan's appearanceThe watch is not beautiful, but it is charming. At first glance, she looks like an Indian woman, with a light brown complexion,Big black eyes, a pretty nose, and a few freckles, which add to her charm.
In the eyes of outsiders, Wang Shan's marriage is very happy. Her husband is a doctor, and she is a teacher of the people.set up a pair. However, it is not only the careers of both parties that create happiness, but also the character.
She called again. This yelling is crying, it is the kind from the heart, this is the prelude to another climaxsong. I don't need to touch, and I know that the bench under her is wet. With every trembling of her, her bodyThere is always lustful water seeping from the cunt, even though my cock is pressed against it tightly, it doesn't help.
I looked down a little, and the way her labia were opened was really obscene. As my penis was pushed in and liftedWhen it comes out, there will always be a flesh-colored white background, mixed with some viscous liquid. I closed my eyes, another jerk,Slow and steady thrusts will create the desired effect.
"Tell me, is my insertion better than his?" I changed the angle and pushed in obliquely.The whole body is curled up into a ball, the legs are intertwined, and there is some joy and relief in the blurred eyes.
"Of course...Qiao, as long as I'm with you, even if you don't fuck me, talk to me for a while, I, IThere will be pleasure too..." I don't know if she is lying, if she is trying to please me, but from her cunningThe spasm in the wall felt her emotional struggle and catharsis, it contained a kind of almost hysterical passion,It's overwhelming.
"Shan, I want to penetrate your asshole." I deliberately said it a little vulgarly. At this moment, her dependence on meAnd obedience is unquestionable. I inserted my middle finger into her anus, although only halfway through, I can still feel itTo the strength of her anal constriction.
"Ah, can this be inserted?" Her exquisite chin lifted, and those few freckles appeared under the excitement.The color of rosewood.
I am speechless. Just put the middle finger all the way up, back and forth dozens of times.
"Yes, baby, listen to me, come on, get down..." I turned her body over, her buttocks were on theUnder the light of the stove, she was red and crimson, and a few pubic hairs were scattered around her anus, sluggish with a littleCompassionate, just like her eyes at the moment.
"Shan, you have so much hair, even here." I leaned over her body, licking her earDrooping, blowing hot air into her ears. "I'll pluck the hair out here when I'm done, okay?"
she cried. The whole body trembled and convulsed, and crystal clear tears flowed from the corners of his eyes. I comfort her, twinHands clinging to her waist.
"Shan, your asshole is tighter than your pussyToo many...does it hurt? Just bear it for a while..." The stool supportedBearing the weight of the two of us, her legs were split on both sides of the bench, her face was half on top of it, and I heard herThe turbid and heavy panting and moaning are like elves wandering in the snow.
The bell in the school's auditorium rang ten times, and it was already ten o'clock in the morning. Wang Shan's whole body trembled and he slappedShocking, the anus tightened, pinching my cock a little raw, I pumped violently again, rubbing, with aA utterly masculine force that is unstoppable. Her hair was disheveled, covering half of her face.A trembling response came out of the rough, almost savage caress.
This is an endless muddy road. If there is one, it is only when you are exhausted.So I let out a long breath, held it hard, and remained motionless until all the semen in my body was injected.That dirt road.
(Four)
A kind of wind only wanders in a deep valley; a dike only protects a bend of the Milky Way.
*** *** *** ***That is still in my favorite fantasy,The time when I love my dreams the most. At that time, I was as shy as a budding flower and as ignorant as a newborn tiger.But experienced a nightmare of ashes. Then, those dreams are like colorful soap bubbles, before I can comprehend them,Then one by one they were disillusioned and disappeared without a trace.
"Qiao'er, your uncle is coming today, you can buy some braised eggs and noodles at Zhiweizhai in Old Shandong.Some spiced and ham sausage. Then go to the Children's Palace to find your mother and tell her to go home and make noodles. "Father sat in the yardsitting on the old rattan chair, looking at the exquisite and weird animal head on the roof. On the drying rack behind him, there is a motherThe brightly colored underwear of my mother, the petticoats trimmed with delicate lace, and the clothes of our father and son. round table in front of youThere was half a cup of leftover tea, and my father still held half a cigarette in his hand, and the green smoke curled up, intermittently and continuously.
"Hey, I'll go right away." I put down the textbook in my hand, extinguished the stick of sandalwood on the table, and closed itClosed the door. My uncle and my father are classmates, but one has a specialization in academics, while the other has embarked on an official career.All have made great achievements in their respective fields.
I followed the bank of the stream and walked forward on the soft sand where my feet were sunken. A passenger car speeding from the opposite sidePassing by on the road, raised waves of dust. From the looks of it, it was heading towards the Children's Palace. mother in children's palaceAfter taking the pipa training class, many children in the town signed up during the holidays, all for the sake of their mother's fame.
The Cultural Palace is located on Zhenxiaoli East Road. It is an old house rented by the government. Inside the fence in front of the house is a longIn the large flower terrace full of weeds and deserted for a long time, there is only a clump of canna leaning against the corner alone. I pushed open the little fence,Walking through the small corridor, the nostrils are full of faint fragrance. Mother has a bedroom at the end of the small corridor, which is her noon nap.sleeping place.
Standing outside her gloomy door, I thought to myself, it's time for get out of class to be over now. I don't know if my mother is taking a break.interest. Just as I was about to knock on the door, I heard soft voices.
"Why are you here? Where's Sister-in-law?" Mother's voice was a little low, coming through the dilapidated latticed window.It came out, faintly and softly.
"She didn't come. I came to Maolin for a meeting, so I stopped by to see you." The voice was unfamiliar, although it was intentionally loweredThe sound can still be heard in its richness.
"Well, then you came here on a special trip. Maolin is still 30 kilometers away from here, and the road is not good." MotherThere seemed to be a little warmth in the light tone.
I was a little surprised, so I stood on tiptoe and looked into the window. The room was quite dark at first, and the lights had to be turned on during the day.I saw a very delicate, pale green and almost black wire above the table, hanging from the high ceiling, flower-shapedThe milky white lampshade looks like a white lotus blooming upside down from a distance. The soft light casts light on the mother's fair face.superior. Opposite her sat a burly man, I couldn't see his face, he had his back to me.
"I haven't seen you for many years, sister, you haven't changed, you are as beautiful as before." The man slowly stretched out his hand,hold mother.
Mother's body shook, her face turned red all of a sudden, "Don't be like this, bro..."
I was stunned for a while, don't be my uncle, why did you come here? Dad thought he didn't know the way. IJust as I was about to yell out, I suddenly saw my uncle grab my mother's hand and kiss it on my lips, and I was stunned for a moment. This iswhat happened?
"Don't, don't do this, brother." Mother stood up, trying to withdraw her hand, her head touched the lampFor a moment, the room was full of shaking figures.
"It's been so long... You, you still..." Mother left the table and walked to the edge of the bed, facing the wall.See her shoulders shrugging, obviously emotional.
"When you are in love, you will know deeply. When you are drunk, you will know how strong the wine is. Sister, I am actually very sad. You know how bad it is these days.Is it difficult..." The uncle choked up, and there was a strange smell in the air.
"Brother, don't be like this... You know, I love Yunong, I have loved it all my life. We, we, that allIt's a thing of the past, forget it. The mother cried too, and took out a handkerchief to wipe her tears.
"Well, if, if I hadn't brought him home back then, you wouldn't have known each other, and you wouldn't have..." DaddyMy uncle walked behind my mother, and the huge figure covered my mother and blocked my sight.
"No, brother, even if I don't know him, we will be impossible after all. One day I will marry someone, youI want to marry a wife..." Mother's voice trembled like willow catkins in the wind, weak and no longer the usual elegance.
"Do you still remember the Red Leaf Valley?" The uncle took off the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, under the dim light,I vaguely saw inexplicable gloom and desolation floating in his eyes.
The mother was speechless. She turned around slowly and stared at him, "Don't say any more, Hongye Valley has long been forgotten by me."up. "Her eyes were blurred, as if shrouded in a blue veil.
"You won't forget, I believe." The uncle held his mother's chin, "I like your eyes, like aA pair of black butterflies flapping their wings. "
Mother cried, and two lines of tears came out of her eyes, and dripped down her cheeks onto uncle's hand, "You stillWhat nonsense, brother, we can't make the same mistake again and again. "It was just choking at the beginning, but then it became unstoppableend. She bent forward and burst into tears. It was the first time I saw my mother cry so violently. Uncle gentlyReaching out, stroking her thin shoulders, and then hugging her body.
The mother fell limply in the uncle's arms, trembling all over, sobbing silently, her tears and the heat of her breathThe air wets uncle's shirt. I saw my uncle's hands touching my mother's body constantly, as ifLike searching for something. "My good sister, don't you love me?" I saw my uncle take out my mother's bosomShe took out a black bra, put it on her nose and sniffed vigorously, "Don't you love me very much?"
"Ah, brother... At that time, when I was young, I just admired you. You can do everything. I was bullied at school.It was also you who beat those bad students until they dared not come again... But, but later..." The mother burst into tears and fell on the ground.on the bed.
"That year in the Red Leaf Valley, we went to pick weeds, you squatted under the tree, bent over, pouted your little buttCome. When I saw your bulging butt, I couldn't bear the stimulation, so I..." The uncle has a big appearance and a loud voice.Compared with his father's gentle appearance, his uncle is more masculine.
"No...brother, don't talk about it." The mother's skirt was pulled up to the waist by the uncle, revealing the red lacepanties.
"Later, we often did it in the platycodon pile behind the house, sister, your pussy was so tight back then, it was so tightMy brother hurts so much..." The uncle also picked up the mother's underwear to the heel, and the mother's pubic hair was immediately exposed to the lightNext, press it softly, and spread it neatly on the pubic mons.
"Mom found out later and beat me up. Do you remember?" Mother's winking eyes were like silk, and her face was blushing.Confusion floated on her face, and it could be seen that her thoughts had flown into the past like smoke.
"How could I forget?"
"At that time, we were so scared, we knelt in front of my mother and begged her not to tell my father about it, otherwise he wouldkill us. "
"That's right, Mom really didn't say anything, she just asked us not to go on. But... But at that time,How close we are... Sister, I climbed onto your bed again one night, maybe it was too loud, Dad finallyYu found out. In a fit of rage, he broke my legs and kept me in bed for three months. girl, i still rememberWell, you come to see me secretly every night..." The uncle's eyes were red, tears were shining, and he was obviously immersed in the memoriesin memory.
The mother was trembling all over, with one of the uncle's hands sandwiched between her open legs, and that hand was fiddling withMother's labia and clitoris, so that her figure rises and falls, with vague words floating between her lips: "Yes,I was so afraid that you would be disabled like this. Later, you, you don't know... Later, Dad forced you to sendIt was only when I went to study outside that I met Yu Nong..."
There is a strange commotion in my body, the red blood is rushing happily in my veins, impulsively andAnd restless. This excitement ran through my whole body, I wanted to cry out loudly, but what came out was vague and vague.Tones that don't make sense, and just vent in the throat.
This is the second time I have personally seen my mother's naked body in the air. It should be a pearl-colored paleGrey, the light yellow of late spring, or the crimson color of a cherry, these scenes have been deeply rooted in my life since then.in memory. There was a lonely and quiet beauty on her white and clean face, and her two black pupils carried the calmness of a young woman.Walking proudly in the world of smoke and dust.
The uncle straightened his waist wantonly, his penis unscrupulously walked through the deep valley of the mother, the simple woodenThe bed wailed piteously. The mother's hand was raised and placed on his neck inadvertently, dancing gracefullyThe aquatic plants perform their dance in the wind passionately. "We're going to hell bro..." Her penitent moanLike the musical notes floating on the stave, and like the murmur of autumn insects, the sound of sculls in Jiangnan water town, bit by bit,Shuttle on the sidewalk of time and space.
"Oh... no, it can't be like this..." The mother's two white legs dangled on the uncle's shoulders.Kodan, whose nails were painted purple, was full of sinful colors in the flickering light. I'm sadClosing my eyes, I couldn't believe my own eyes, the tunnel that should have been my father's shuttle was driving through a tunnel that shouldn't be outThe current train...
But, but... I have to admit that this sinful color is so gorgeous, like a brightFireworks bloom in the sky of my youth, permeating for a long time. Two people immersed in the world of incest did not hearMy heavy wheezing and cloudy breathing, my hand-to-hand masturbation, the hot cock of the cleaning rod is as thick as usualIt is an unattainable state, which stimulates my fragile but lustful nerves more than me peeping at my mother and father having sex.
The poisonous snake dormant deep in my heart slowly wakes up from hibernation.peep this oddThe strange world, then, snaking and spitting out its tongue, it bites me hard, because at this time I am the most fragileThe weakest and most helpless.
When the tranquility is broken, the air is much thinner than in the past. The cultural palace with more greenery is a kind of tideWet and misty green. As the air flow moves, the aroma of various flowers and plants floats outside, Shan Suying, MuThe smell of osmanthus, seven lixiang, or mixed grass coming out of nowhere, mixed with the smell of sweat and semen flowing out of the room,It's stuck in my throat and I can't get rid of it. My heart lingers in this bewildering scene, only feeling a little lost.Nothing important will ever be found.
The uncle kept changing various postures. His frivolity was not found in my father. FatherSexuality has always been well-regulated, and occasionally changing positions is also seeking some excitement, but after all, it is only occasionally. looking bigUncle put his hands under his mother's buttocks, and his mother's hands wrapped around his neck, his body rose and fell, every timeThe heavy pound is on my chest.
My mother's pubic hair is as messy as weeds, and the lewd water is raging on her lower body, but the place where I was born is actually like thisThe ugliness, decadent and vulgar, disillusioned and seductive, incites a young man who is about to walk towards the palace of light.Astringent soul. Maybe I don't know, this kind of disillusionment is a kind of happy self-abuse, from now on I will disdain this secular bodyThe outdated rules and bad rules of the system take a lot of brains, I just go my own way, keep silent, drink my own soup, and make good peopleThis glass of wine in life turns life into a death with the taste of sweet wine that only oneself can drink.
Soon, the uncle increased the strength of his buttocks, and stabbed his black butt into the deep corner of the mother's vagina.Falling, not moving for a long time. I heard my mother's mournful sigh, the white and pure face was shining brightly, my clearElegant and comfortable and beautiful mother, with her limbs stretched across her body, her arms and legs open, revealing her obscenity and decadence, oozing outThe semen has a cold breath.
"How is Yu Nong?" The uncle sat heavily on the bed, exhaled heavily, and used a kind of black smokeDou was smoking a cigarette, "Is Qiao'er all right?"
"He's still in poor health. I've been giving him medicine according to Dad's prescription, but it's just to control it." MotherFinding the clothes discarded on the ground, "Qiao'er is studying well, I'm not too worried."
The uncle helped her button up her bra, "He's not in good health. Could it be that Qiao'er is my son? I remember youThe day before we got married, we were still doing it. I closed my eyes, and heard the rustling sound of my mother dressing,I just feel that the world is about to be destroyed, as if the world is going to be destroyed.
"Hey, Qiao'er belongs to Yu Nong, that's right. I only got it half a year after I married him. Don't think about it like that."of. "The mother's slender fingers brushed away the uncle's attacking hand. "It's too late, let's go back quickly."
"You go back first, I'll go later, I still have some things to deal with here." The uncle put his hand on his mother'sRubbing her breasts, showing a look of reluctance, "I don't know when I can love you like this again,sister……"
"We can't come here again. Don't you have a sister-in-law? Why don't you have children yet?"
"Oh, sister, you don't know, your sister-in-law is frigid, every time I have sex with her, it's like being with a zombieDo like. It's not like you, it's like a melting pot..." The uncle said, and put his hand into the mother just now.Inside the well-worn pants.
"Hee hee, this can be regarded as retribution. Brother, no wonder people say sister-in-law is a cold beauty." I sawThe way his mother was so useful in his arms, he felt that there was a soul in his body wantonly ravaging the soul, gnawing at the youth,Dreams, love, violence that smashes all kinds of expensive things to pieces. I really want to go in and kill them allClean, but I know, I can't!
"Soon we shall sink into cold gloom, farewell, glare of our too-short summer! I have heardThe sound of a sad crash, the loud sound of logs falling on the flagstones of the courtyard. ’ I was reminded of Baudelaire’s poem ‘Autumn"Song" first paragraph.
Confusion mixed with anger, like boiling mud about to seal my throat, my helpless eyes reached out to the sky as if asking for help, this kind ofIn the miserable green years of not knowing where I want to go, every step is at a loss, I want to open the exit. because, onHeaven has given me a gift of magic, asking me to use my body as a furnace to sharpen my edge in the raging flames.
However, after being forged, my arena is already a dilapidated arena, and my soul and thoughts have been brought to a sinking place.Heavy shackles and handcuffs, even if the house is full of gold, it will be lost for a lifetime.
(five)
All the passions are stored in your moon-white body, and your eyes are like the bluish-white tears flowing from the icebergs.Water contains all good and all evil...
*** *** *** ***Without laughter, life isDumb and dull. If I realized something, I retracted my staring eyes, took a mirror from the table casually, and twitched the corner of my mouth.Hey... Hey, it seems like it's the first time I've heard that strange, dry voice from my throat.See the habitual muscle twitching on the face.
In the mirror, my upturned mouth suddenly fell down, and the deep resentment like a pool of water was condensed in my bewildered eyes.Throwing down the mirror, the mirror suddenly cracked, and I saw countless curses in my mouth, cursing life, as if toControl what...
Mother came back, full of lightness and joy, holding a bouquet of red and purple flowers in her hand,"I'm back, Yu Nong."
Father sat leisurely on the rattan chair and read the book without raising his head, "Why did you come back now? Go to QiaoerFindYou didn't find it either, aren't you in the Children's Palace? "My father believed my lie.
"Ah, Qiao'er ever looked for me?" The mother's face turned ashen for a moment, her bewildered eyes lifted up, justIt’s good to meet my eyes on the second floor, but the eyes she saw are so clearly strange, smoldering with violence.gas.
"I, I'll go and put the flowers in place." The mother muttered, and hurriedly placed the bicycle, and stiffly moved from her father's body.walked by.
Mother's steps are slow and heavy.
"Qiao'er, did you go to the Children's Palace to look for me?" Her voice trembled a little, like a note of inflection. i laugh atSeeing her urgency and anxiety, "No, I haven't been there." My spine felt extremely uncomfortable, jerky, frozenlag.
"No, you went. Qiao'er, otherwise your sheep-like eyes would not be so cold and heartless."
Mother grabbed my arm tightly, and the originally clear autumn water suddenly became cloudy, "Qiao'er, don't look at me like this.I, Mom... my heart hurts..."
"Mom, I didn't see anything." My answer was hesitant, and I looked through the wooden grille on the window to seeLooking at the blue sky outside the window. My face must have been full of hostility and depression. Years later, my mother oftenMentioned this to me, saying that she was in pain like a thousand arrows in the heart, how she wished I had a knife at that time,I personally came to cut her heart and flesh, but I didn't.
It was a kind of sadness, with gentle tiredness, perhaps at this moment, any sad words are powerlessIn my eyes, mouth, and all my movements, in the eyes of my mother, they are all so amazing.She was devastated. However, what happened next became more and more out of hand, beyond our imagination.Besides, after the incident, I felt as if I had been shot, and my whole body was limp on the ground, only to hear my mother shouting: "Ah, mychild! Bridge..."
I was confronted with my mother in the weird bedroom, and the wind chimes hanging on the window swayed in the breeze.There was a clear and crisp sound, and the ear-pleasing ringtone not only could not relieve my sorrow, but broke the silence between the two of us.
"Son, please...don't say..." The mother lowered her head, her voice haggard and sleepy, as if she was wearing a mask.The accent of something, stuttering. I looked at her pale face, with dark circles around the eyelids, long andThere are sporadic tears on the tight eyelashes.
My heart softened, I stretched out my hand to wipe her face, it was warm and moist, "Mom, don't worry...I, I won't talk to youDad said... yes, yes..."
Just then, I heard my father's shout of joy from the courtyard downstairs, "I said Pei Xiong, how did you get here?"I'm only here now, I've been waiting for you for a long time! "My mother and I were shocked, she blushed slightly, and remained silent.He just looked at me blankly, and there seemed to be a special feeling in his eyes, pity, pity, pain,Regret and helplessness...
A nameless and indescribable fire of desire suddenly rose in my chest. That ambiguous expression and vagueThe expressions turned into scenes of erotic pictures in my eyes. In my eyes, my mother was naked, and I toreHer tank top was open, revealing a black bra.
The mother whispered, "Ah, Qiao'er..." Her delicate cheeks lost their color, "Don't, don't do thisSample……"
I smiled coldly, with a look of pain on my face.
"Take it off, take off your pants, quickly..." My voice was hoarse, but I was a little excited.
I couldn't wait to hug my mother's petite body. Her bra fell to the ground under my tugging.Showing delicate and exquisite breasts. Mother groaned in pain, weak, desolate, delicate and tense skin seemedA white sail that was crumpled by the wind showed a crimson luster under my rubbing.
Our blood is boiling. Amidst the shouts of his father downstairs, "Qiao'er, come down to see your uncle."
I pushed into my mother's cunt, it was hot and humid, just as I had imagined. mother's hands resting on windowsillOn the sills, the waterfall-like black hair was scattered on her thin shoulders, shivering like a tide in my pumping.
I didn't take off my mother's panties, I just squeezed them aside and passed the hard cock into her.deep. Mother buried her face in her hands, groaning, enduring the might and strength of my tiger cub, I quicklyThe fast and rhythmic interspersed and detoured like a veteran in love, I teased every line of defense of my mother, and graduallyOne's destruction.
Amid my father's yelling again, I replied in a deep voice, "I'll go down right away..." DuskThe black shadow slowly unfolded, I only felt waves of chills flowing through my body like waves, I clenched my hands tightlyJaw clenched, squirting semen, at that moment, I knew I was an adult!
*** *** *** ***The dinner is sumptuous.In the harmonious atmosphere, I raised my glass to say peace to my uncle meekly. Uncle pointed at me, turned to my father and said,"You see Qiao'er is so big, no wonder we are all old." I peeked at my mother, her face was still paleAs white as paper, I just cast my eyes on the vast mist in the distance.
She stood up suddenly, "Make some tea after you finish eating, I'm going to the kitchen."He packed up the dishes, placed them in a large wooden barrel, and walked towards the kitchen with them. Father is still at odds with uncleWhile talking, I squinted and saw my uncle's eyes lingering behind my mother, thoughtful.
"Dad, Uncle, let's talk, I'll help Mom." I followed my mother, and sheslim and charming bodyThe posture attracts me all the time. I know what it will be like once the awakened lust breaks free from the cagescene.
"Ah, why did you come in? Don't make trouble..." My mother tried to break away from my hug in surprise.His expression was like that of a hurt deer.
"They are chatting happily! Mom, let me help you." I put my fingers into my mother's cunt and stirredThat pool of spring water, "Mom, there is my water in it..." I didn't say a word, and there was still water in it.Mixed with uncle's dirty water and sewage.
"You, you will bully mom, I might as well die..." Mother was a little angry, with a look on her face.Painful and angry, knocking on my soft heart.
"I'm sorry, Mom. You know, I love you." I kissed her delicate earlobe intimately, herThe face was red and white for a while, and the shy expression was reflected on her face like a cloud reflected in the water.
"Qiao'er, we can't go on like this, mom will die..." Mother's face turned red to her ears, thatI will never forget this embarrassment. I hugged her delicate body, "Mom, no, I want you to live forever, IWe still have to love for a long time! "Her panties have been replaced with pink ones, I try to take them off, motherBut the kiss clamped her thigh tightly and refused to let go.
"Qiao'er, relax a little bit, Mom is almost out of breath." I probably heard my father and the others talking in the courtyard.In the voice of high-spirited talk, she let go of her heart a little, propped her body on the stove, her eyes were blurred withmeditation.
"Okay, Mom. In fact, I have liked you for a long time. Do you know? I have seen you and Dad having sex, since thenSince one day, I have fallen in love with you deeply. ’ I know I’m speaking the truth, from the bottom of my heart, becauseThis is my first love. It's just that the development of things was beyond my expectation. I fell in love with my mother unknowingly.And treat her as his first love.
"Nonsense. When did you secretly see it? How come I don't know?" Mother was a little surprised and shy.Looking at me, a girlish curiosity appeared on her innocent face.
"Silly mom, if I let you know, it's not peeping. Let's stop talking about this, mom, your water is reallyHow much..." My fingers ooze gurgles of lewdness, just like spring rain nourishing the earth, I know my mother's movementLove, mixed with shame, sorrow and sorrow, but full of enthusiasm and joy.
"Uh-huh...Qiao, I'm really going to die..." My penis pierced through her solid body like a coulter.Yin female, I am trying to dig a source of water for life, decompose the soil, and fertilize it. I want to make it a fertile fieldThe field is full of flowers, giving it new understanding and enlightenment... One soul is stripped of clothes, another soulwas born again.
I buried my head between my mother's breasts, inhaling the fragrant frankincense, while my hair was held in her hand,The stinging pain irritated my sexual nerves more and more. My strong impact made my mother who was sitting on the hearth not stopBacked away, but my hands held her legs, I watched the shuttle of the penis, the turbulent water splash,Splashing cunts, writing a new diary as my young cock stirs.
"Hurry up, hurry up, Mom can't take it anymore...don't use such force...don't..." the mother sent outSlut-like screams, sobs, coquettish and low, like a lark flying over a flame.
In this movement full of desires and struggles, I have captured a joyful resonance of the soul. It turns out that sexLove is so beautiful, the sound of having sex is the most beautiful music in life. I feel my mother moaning during orgasmChant is like a string of silver bells trembling in the wind, like a flower with its fragrance, always intoxicating me.
"Does he want to live here at night?" I asked my mother, who was spewing out thick liquid, her cunt blushed,The luster is attractive, just like a plump and round lychee.
"Of course, you can sleep with uncle at night, okay?" Mother asked and begged in her eyes.In her heart, she hopes that my uncle and I will get along well, after all, they are relatives of her mother's family.
"No, Mom, you know I'm used to sleeping alone. How about this, I can just set up a bed in the living room."
I can't refuse my mother's wish. Her sad eyes are like silent weapons, which can hit you at any time.I.
"Well, Qiao... Thank you..." The mother smiled suddenly, such a beautiful face in the sun and the sun, deeply touched her.touched me. My heart skipped a beat.
"Mom, come on, I thought of a pose, you raise your legs."
"Don't come again, and you don't even look at the location." The mother resigned firmly, and it was obvious that she was a little worried about being caught.Find.
"Look, they're chatting happily." I looked at my father and uncle in the yard, and took my mother's left handWith legs wrapped around his waist, he thrust his penis in, and the sound of "Bobo" filled every corner of the kitchenfall. The mother closed her eyes slightly, with a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, and a trace of out of tune murmured from her bright red lips.Squeezing out from her lips, some songs are not like the songs she usually sings, but they are more touching.
*** *** *** ***It may be due to the overwork during the dayBe tired, I slowly fell asleep in the fragrance of flowers floating outside the window. There are too many things today, too fast, a bitDazzling, let me rush, let me hesitate, and once made me despair. Luckily the young me was quick to admitTo stand the test of this beating heart and transform it into a kind of possession, although it is a spoiled mother's love, stillmake me crazyYes, don't change your original intention.
At the moment when my strong penis was inserted, my mother said tremblingly, this will make us never die.I don't care if I fall into Avici Hell forever. I said, Mom, even if we are beasts, we still have the feeling of licking calves.Like wolves, mother and child rape each other and reproduce. That one time in the kitchen, I knelt down to sip her erupting ponchoShe's shy when she's wet. I raised my head and said that this jade liquid fine nectar is the water of life and the endless maternal loveShe was trembling with excitement.
Looking back on the whole process, I used my youthful epiphany and my unique talent to interpret and understand my love, orOr the mother is also trying to do this at the same time! As she caters to my impact in a variety of ways, through her naked bodyTwisted, I can feel her deep love crossing to my sea of passion through countless threads. this day, sixteenI was addicted, intoxicated, and fell into the abyss.
*** *** *** ***At first there was a rustling of feetThe sound, I didn't care, then it seemed that there was wind flowing into the living room through the window, I felt slightly cold, and woke up.
I saw my mother walking softly past the cabinet in the living room, her slender waist covered by the moonShe seems to be covered with a moon-white veil, what is she going to do?
I closed my eyes slightly and snored softly. My mother walked up to me and looked at me silently for a long time. I listenI saw my mother breathing low and thinly, with a faint feminine fragrance. The living room was silent, and there was a wisp of smoke floating in the air.The fragrance of Sijilan, the mother sighed softly, then turned and walked back.
However, to my dismay, mother went to my room. The door opened softly, and gentlyclosed.
Lying on the bed, I felt an inexplicable sadness, for my father, and for me, for this deep love. IHe got up and walked to his father's room, and saw that his father was already snoring like thunder, and he had already fallen asleep after drinking too much.How do you think your wife is having sex with someone else? And this person is his classmate and friend, and even his first brother-in-law!
There was a slight smell of semen floating in the room, and the father was also naked, his lower body was in tatters, and the hand towel next to himStained and stained, it is conceivable that I had a passionate love with my mother before going to bed.
My mother's moans sounded like weeping again, and my heart was trembling.
"Sister, I'm going back tomorrow. After leaving, I don't know when we can meet again."
"Oh, brother, it may be a few years. I want to go back to my mother's house after Qiao'er's college entrance examination. However, you don'tLive at home. "
"Yes, I am the deputy secretary of the municipal party committee in Yuzhou, but I may have to transfer away. Sister, Yuzhou is not far from here.Not far away, when will you come and have a look? "
"Let's talk about it. You know you're busy at home, so you can't leave. Don't make trouble with your sister-in-law at home, and don't spread it out.It sounds good, let's have a baby, it will be more lively. "
"I want to give birth, but can I give birth alone? You don't know your sister-in-law, who is busy being her all day longTV host. Sometimes I can't see her for a month, and I can only see her on TV. "
"Hee hee, that's exactly what you said. The two of you often go on TV, and you can just turn on the TV if you want to watch it. It's very convenient.of. "
"Hey, you can say sarcastic remarks. Sister... You haven't aged at all these years, on the contrary, you are more mature than before.It has charm. "
"Brother, you're here again. Let's do this shameless thing. If people find out, we can still live? "
"If you can't see people, you won't be known. Sister, ah...you are wet here, and you had a very good time with him just now.Great..."
"He drank a lot at night, and he couldn't get it out after a long time, and he was tossing for a long time...Brother, let's notAlready... I'm very tired, you should take a rest too. "
"Your younger sister is confidant, so you know I'm waiting for you."
"Look at your virtue, if I don't come, you don't want to sleep all night... Don't, don't make too much noiseit's..."
"Hey, sister, the feeling of being with you is different, it is very exciting. Every time I do it with you, I feel a little bitIt's like being a fairy..."
"Ah, you'll only look for excitement and ignore people's life and death... Ah, brother... You can stay behind a little bit, and thenDeeper..."
Mother's deep and shallow voice came from the crack in the door. Although the doors at home are not locked, but I don't want toOpen the door and see this sad sight again. I can imagine, mother knelt on the bed, uncle's penis piercedShuttle in the meantime look. Perhaps it is a kind of domineering psychology, I never thought about it, in fact, the mother does not only belong to theI, she also belongs to all the relatives.
I sat sullenly on the sofa in the living room, watching the shadow of Moon Drill dancing on the ceiling, without moving for a long time.
I don't know how long it took before my mother came out of my room and saw me sitting upright on the sofa, eatingSurprised, almost screamed out. She covered her mouth in time, looked at me in surprise and panic, and was stunned.
"Qiao'er, you, you...you didn't sleep..." She said softly, trembling a little, and replied in surpriseHe looked around the room, then turned his head to look at me.
"He's asleep?" I was amazed at my composure, which was far beyond my years.
"Well, he was also tired, and fell down as soon as he finished..." Mother's face was ashamed, like a peach in MarchFlowers, blooming with the fragrance of the quiet night.
"But you're not tired, Mom." As soon as I finished speaking, I saw my mother's face turn pale in an instant.She trembled and looked at me sadly.
I don't speak anymore. When my mother fell into my arms, she was as soft as a cat, and her moans had a special gentleness.Meaning, with begging and fawning, but also some comfort and tranquility.
I put two fingers in and dug inside for a while, the moist and warm inside was rippling thicksemen. I know that this room is mixed with the semen of my father and uncle, or there are still remnants of my passionate passion in the evening.Essence.
My mother squinted at me, her eyes were lewd and confused, "Don't stay here, if someone comes out, they will see it.
Let's go downstairs. "
"Okay, let's go to your piano room." I picked her up and walked down the stairs slowly. She put her arm on mine.On the neck, the eyes are full of affection.
There are three rooms on the first floor, one for storage, one for kitchen, and one for mother's piano room.There are various musical instruments, including pianos, clarinets, trumpets and trombones, most of which are lutes.
In the dark night came the sound of the clock ticking, solemn and slow, just like the sound of my making love with my mother at this moment. quietAt night, the faint fragrance of purple chrysanthemums floats in the piano room, mixed with the unique frankincense of the mother, her low voice,Like footsteps on moss, and howling, but like a baby's sobbing.
My mother rode on me, and I sat on the old-fashioned chair. Every time I went up and down, my motherThe two breasts of the kiss are bouncing up and down like rabbits. The chair creaked, and the mother's mouth was like crazyHumming drunkenly, her long hair flutters like a breeze blowing willows, drifting back and forth, where she is full of love, she alsoHe pinched his breasts with his little hands and rubbed them for a while.
My penis directly hits my mother's deep hole, and every time I touch it, I can feel its tenacity and thickness. ThisThere is an undercurrent inside, trying to engulf my hardness into the deep sea. my cock is struggling insideWinding forward, although there are dark roads and forks, I will go forward and be unstoppable.
I cried out, with a deep pain, I released every resentment, every hatred that was stagnant in my chest,My energy was so overwhelming that my mother, who was so excited, slumped on my shoulder and bit me hard.I take a bite.
I didn't cry, I hugged her tightly, and my penis firmly pressed against her firm cock, deep and deep.
(six)
Greedy eyes always look gloomy, as if looking down on a hive that must be destroyed in order to get honey. And instinct has long beenCarved on their bones, desire becomes an incurable ailment.
*** *** *** *** I wrapped myself in an old overcoat,Standing outside the window looking at the sky. The sky is gray, although there is only a thin layer of clouds, but the sun can no longer be seen.
In the distance, there was a scent of earth. I opened my arms to welcome this ecstasy.Snow seems to wash away all the filth and chaos of the world, and the earth is fresh and bright, and it also brings some life.The joy and ease of life.
"Qiao'er, come in for dinner." Mother called affectionately. Usually, we are really the same in the eyes of outsiders.For the standard mother and child, the mother is loving and filial to the son, and the neighbor relationship has always been quite good. The dumbass next door always acts as aThey praised me in front of the neighbors in the street. When they praised me, they were smiling, and their voices were clear and sweet, with a whirling twist.Yu Yin is worthy of being the Tsing Yi of Shaoxing Opera back then.
"What do you want to eat? Mom." I pushed open the door and walked in. The mother is wearing a dark red cotton coat, her headHer hair was loose like a waterfall, and she was setting the table and chopsticks on the table. The noodles cooked by my mother are the most beautiful I can eat in this lifeWhen it tastes good, stew soup with pig skull, cook noodles in thick soup, cut the meat from the pig skull into small pieces, and dip it in soy sauce,Garlic, eating wine and noodles at the same time, this kind of family fun is simply indescribable, to quote "Xiao Lin Guang Ji""It's so comfortable that you can go in the eyes of the clouds!"
My mother looked at me wolfing down with great interest, "Qiao'er, you can't eat any more. Look at youThis body bone can't be any bigger. "My body is strong and strong, not like my father's weakness, although my mother saidBut I am his seed, but after all, I still inherited the roughness of her natal man. my face is thick linesYes, carved like a knife, full of masculinity, strong physique made me a sought-after item in school.
I am excellent in school sports, well-known in the region and even in the whole province, especiallyvolleyball.
However, basketball has been developing very fast recently. The basketball coach also approached me, and I got into a fight with the volleyball coach.I joined and asked someone to find my mother.
I ended up choosing basketball, not because of my mother, but because of the basketball coach, specifically, becauseHis wife Feng Ling.
The school library is not big, but it has a lot of books, especially those related to drama and painting.my taste. At the beginning, the administrator was an old man, and I didn't care much about it. It wasn't until the first two months that I changedA middle-aged woman speaks with a northeast accent. At first, she would come to talk to me when there was no one around, noBut I didn't have any feelings for her, especially when I just fell in love with Wang Shan, it was like glue, let aloneWilling to look straight at other women, except my mother of course.
And the real acquaintance with her is because of the second aunt. The second aunt runs a bookstore and often deals with her. She occasionallyHowever, once I went to my second uncle's house to see my photos, he said he had a good impression of me. The second aunt betrayed me, oftenIf I go with her to talk to her about some business, I will know all about itHer full name is Feng Ling.
"Mom, I haven't heard you play the pipa for a long time, how about playing one..." After I wiped my mouth, I suddenly wanted to listen to the musicson.
"Okay, what are you playing? How about playing a "Dream of Red Mansions"?"Listening to her Pingtan, I was a little surprised, but also a little happy.
"Okay, just this little song, I like to listen to it." Recently, "Dream of Red Mansions" is often replayed on TV. I thinkThe mother is also touched by it.
Mother smiled sweetly, and sat on a chair with a pipa in her hand. Her sitting posture was dignified and graceful, like a faint freehand brushwork.female figure. "I can't stop dripping blood and tears of lovesickness, throwing red beans, can't finish blooming spring willows and spring flowers all over the painting building, I can't sleep well on screen windows, rainy and duskAfterwards, I can't forget the new and old worries, I can't swallow the jade grains and golden water shield, and I choke my throat, and I can't see the water chestnut in the mirror to describe thinness. Can't showThe frown is open, and the one that is unknown is even more leaky. Ah... just like that, the green hills that cannot be covered are faint, and the endless green water is flowingYo. "
Putting my hand on my chin, I saw my mother's gestures were twisting, poking, kneading, and pushing, and my mother's voiceThe sound is sweet, moist and comfortable, and it always makes people forget their worries and detach themselves. The lovesickness in the song is deep in sorrow and hatredThe artistic conception of Mian was vividly interpreted by the mother, especially in the last sentence, "the endless flow of green"Shui You You" pushes the daughter's sorrow, daughter's sorrow, daughter's joy, and daughter's joy to a climax. IThinking of the fate and return of the confidante, thinking of the withering and withering of the beautiful faces of the daughters in the wind and snow...
I stared at my mother obsessively, fascinated.
*************My basketball coach——FanDong is from the Northeast, and his wife was also married in his hometown. The whole family speaks Northeast dialect.
It has been many years since I came here. The so-called local accent has not changed, it is still full of northeast accent.Communicating with them is especially difficult. They don't live in the school and rent a room over the Drum Tower. The landlord's son QiuliAlso in our class.
It was a winter night when I entered Hong Kong with Fengling. That afternoon, the library was deserted and deserted, I finished transcribing some materialsJust wanted to go home. Feng Ling came over and said to me that he wanted me to help sort out some books. I can't refuse, let's do it with herI didn't get it done for a long time. Seeing that it was getting late, I said I was going home. She asked me to see her off, and I agreed.
The night was fine, and there were still some sparse stars in the forest. We walked along the long road of education. right at meWhile they were walking and chatting, suddenly a dog sprang out from behind the tree, with a whoosh, sticking out its long tongue. Feng Ling screamedWith a sound, she was about to fall to the ground as soon as she was weak. At this moment, I hugged her hurriedly.
The dog quickly ran away. Feng Ling fell into my arms, stared at me quietly, and stared at me for dozens of seconds.Then, slowly closed his eyes.
Under the bleak white moonlight, her body is as bright as the moon. Although her figure is not very good, her bodyThe skin is delicate and smooth, no less than the flowing skin of his mother.
I kissed her slightly plump lips, and there was a strange smell, but maybe it was because of this,Instead, it stimulated my sex drive. I can't wait to take off her wide panties, this kind of panties are loose tieThe kind, I smell some fishy smell, but it doesn't matter.
Her hand had already grasped my penis tightly, and the cold hand stretched into my crotch was quickly warmed up.Skillfully fiddled, loosened and tightened, and played with my two testicles from time to time. My cock is gradually caressed by herIt became huge when I touched it, and the cold wind did not affect the heat and strength of my instant expansion, "Come on,Bitch..." I didn't take off my pants, I just pulled out my penis from the crotch, and in the moonlight, straightPenetrated her cunt.
She knelt on the ground, holding on to the branches by the side of the road with both hands, her two fat legs were spread apart, and the weedy cunt was piercing insideInserting my huge cock. Her mons is dark, not only because the night is too dark, the background is dark and darkYes, it belongs to the kind of naturally coquettish pussy.
"Ah, Xiaoqiao, you are awesome..." Her babbling, moaning and howling indistinctly echoed in the still nightEven more sensuality under the moonlight.
Soon, she changed from a low hum to a cheerful obscenity. I don't know when she did it with the coach.I don't know if it's the same virtue at that time, but I know that her first orgasm has come.
"Why did you spit it out so quickly, little bitch?" I have always liked petite and reserved women, like Feng LingFor me, this kind of Northeast girl with a big horse can only be used as a condiment.
Therefore, I deliberately abused her, swearing with obscene words, but the strange thing is, she didn't care, insteadAnd even more energetic, just shaking his body crazily, the second climax followed.
She seems to be longing for the pleasure of masochism... Her eyes are blazing and bold, and her breasts are undulating with two huge breasts.Feng, lying on the grass beside the road, "Good man, I won't help my sister put it on..."
"Come on, good sister, I'll help you put it on." I squeezed her cock and picked it upLost her pants on the ground. I was very surprised, the first time I saw someone tie a belt with a rope, and it was that kind ofHan Jie, if she hadn't cooperated tacitly just now, if I wanted to rape her, I would have to cut her with a knife. "YouWear it yourself, I don't know how to wear this kind of belt. "
I laughed and helped her pull up her pants. After sex, she looked gentle and shy, not as sloppy as before.Mukuro looked better, returning to the upright style of a librarian.
"Does the coach fuck you every day?" I put my hand inShe fumbled in her crotch for a while, it was wet and stickyYes, turbulent flow of our semen.
"Well, almost. But, you are different from him." Feng Ling leaned her head on my chest, raised her eyes deeplyLooking at me affectionately, "You are more refined than him, and you are also more knowledgeable than him. My sister fell in love with you when she saw you in the library."it's..."
In fact, she is older than her mother. She has a daughter who is a senior in our school. Look at her carefully.There are layers of fat on the lower abdomen, and the pubic hair spreads like vines on it. The most amazing thing is that the two breasts are hugeNo friends, falling down, a typical sign of a middle-aged woman. It is also a middle-aged woman, why does the mother stillHow about girly and clean?
"Oh, so you want me to join the basketball team, so you have a better chance with me, right?"
"Yes. Qiao, don't laugh at me, I'm so old, and... But, I really like you, reallyof. "
"Okay, okay, let's go. Coach Fan is still waiting for you at home." I was a little impatient, sheThere are really some people who want to play with me for real. Even if you want to play, I will follow her daughter. Her daughter, Fan Susu, is also considered a schoolgirl.One of the famous flowers in the school may be due to genetic factors. She is the tallest in the school, but unfortunately her breasts are too large.Ping, many classmates secretly call her "airport".
"Well, then you can kiss me again." She pretended to be sweet, which was a bit ridiculous to be honest, but I stillHe stepped forward and kissed her. Her sweaty tongue sticks out, stirring in my mouth, I suddenlyThen I had an idea, "I'll go to your library tomorrow, remember that."
This kind of tongue is suitable for oral sex. I think of her squatting in the library and giving me a dick licking, I just want toAfter a while of sex, I really want to deal with her on the spot. But I don't want to do it again in this cold weather and snow, it's really not goodComfortable.
This kind of night is suitable for burning a furnace of charcoal under the dim light, so that the beast fire will blaze, illuminating the twoTangled carcass.
I looked at her smiling, and squeezed her chin, "You go first, I'll watch you go." Her backThe shadow looked dark and lonely under the bleak moonlight, and seemed to be desolate. I stood in the wilderness and looked at the sky.Lonely Moon, a little dazed.
The doorbell rang. Who would come in such a cold day? Mother promised to open the door.
It's Wang Shan. But she hadn't seen each other for more than ten days, and she couldn't hold back the thoughts in her heart, and finally came.
"Ah, it's Teacher Wang, come in quickly." Mother happily led her in. Today she is wearing aLavender western-style dress, loose hair, a floral silk scarf around the neck, well-dressedMoment, the whole body is covered with snow.
"Mr. Wang seems to be visiting my house for the first time?" Mother took a towel and dusted her body several times.Then he took her hand affectionately.
"Yes, I've always wanted to visit my home, but I haven't made time for it. I'm really sorry." Wang ShanSeeing that I don't seem to be happy about her arrival, I feel a little resentful.
Actually, ever since she got married with me, she didn't dare to visit her home. She always felt that she had committed a crime by seducing someone.In her heart, a young student really has no place to be ashamed of.
"Qiao'er, why are you so rude, why don't you light up the fire for the teacher." Seeing me standing there in a daze, my mother said,Gently pushed me, "Come on, Mr. Wang, sit upstairs."
"Ah, good. Mr. Guo, your home is so big." An old-style building with a courtyard like mine is actuallyThere are quite a few in the town, I know Wang Shan is making a fuss, taking advantage of his mother not paying attention, he slapped her ass hardTake a pinch. I believe it is very painful, because Wang Shan's face showed pain, and she turned her head and slammedShe glanced at me and followed her mother upstairs.
"Come on, have a cup of tea to warm up." On the second floor, my mother poured a cup of green tea, which was steaming hot.The leaves are floating up and down, and the color is yellow and bright. It is my father's favorite "Quangang Huibai".Yes, let Teacher Wang laugh. "
"Mr. Guo, you're welcome. You really want to treat me as your own family." Wang Shan turned to look at me charmingly.For a moment, "Xiaoqiao is very good at studying, and I love him a lot. I think it's because my sister usually teaches well. Ah, I justHow about calling your sister? "
I put the fire on, went to sit next to my mother, and watched Wang Shan sitting opposite me talking nonsense.
"Okay, I'll call you sister when I'm older than you. What are you talking about? I didn't teach him anything. HeYeah, light can be naughty. "My mother blushed a little. From outsiders' perspective, she was modest. In fact, I knew that she wasThought of that.
I secretly laughed in my heart, stretched my left hand under my mother's buttocks and scratched it a few times, and my mother shook,Then calm down again.
"Qiao'er, I'm talking to you, Teacher Wang, you go outside to play." She tried to drive me away, for fear ofI'm messing around here. I scratched her two or three times again, "Okay, Mr. Wang, sit down." As soon as I got to the stairs,My mother called me again, "Qiao'er, go buy some vegetables when you come back, and we will leave Teacher Wang at home in the evening."Have some light meals. "
"Hey, I'll go right away." I frowned, thinking to myself, what is this whore going to do?
Maybe it's because of the cold winter. There are no people on the street. I muttered in my mouth, wandering on the roadFor a long time, I actually didn't know what I was thinking, but I just had a faint feeling that it was not good, because after all, these two women were with each other.I'm too close, it's going to be bad if we're together at the same time.
"Hey, brat!"A boy suddenly jumped out of the corner. I took a quick look and it turned out to be Er Meng.
Ermeng is not called Ermeng. His first name is Li Yan. He has the same name and surname as Li Yan, who is under King Li Chuang, so he is often called by me.To make fun of. He loves to be boisterous by nature, and he is extremely long-winded when he speaks, but he often makes mistakes, and the result will always be in front of him.The class drew roars of laughter.
"Boring. Is there any program?"
"I'm going to the pharmacy. My father went to Xiping today. There is a patient who must be treated by my father. Are you here today?Why do you have time to hang out on the street? It's such a cold day! "
"Let's go... Let's go to your pharmacy, I'm just bored... You don't know, Teacher Wang is at my houseWoolen cloth. "
"Oh, it's a home visit. Did you say you're going to my house?" Er Meng was taken aback. Students are actually pretty good.I'm afraid of the teacher's home visit, but what I'm afraid of is different from theirs.
"No, what are you afraid of? If your head falls off, it's just a scar the size of a bowl." I laughed loudly, looking at him obscenelyTrivial look.
Ermeng's pharmacy is in the middle of Minzhu Road. It is mainly run by his father Li Tiansen. It used to be in the town health department.Working in a hospital, the benefits are not good, so I simply resigned to work as an individual, and I have made a lot of money over the years. turn a few corners,I saw someone arguing in front of me, and one of the voices was so clear that I was taken aback when I heard it.
Er Leng and I walked forward quickly, only to see a skinny old man holding a shoulder pole and confronting him aggressively.He was stunned for a second and his mother started scolding.
I took a closer look, and it turned out to be the old Zhou Tou, who sells sauced duck and sausage at Dongjiekou, and hurried forward to try to persuade him to fight.
"I just had a good time smoking a cigarette in front of her shop, and she angrily asked me to move away. I won't leave,What about her? "Old Zhou Tou saw that it was me, as if he had found an acquaintance, so he insisted on theorizing.
"Smoking, you smoking? Why are you staring at me with rogue eyes?" Er Leng's mother's voice was bright, and the words came outseveral miles.
I pulled Lao Zhou's head aside, "I said, Lao Zhou, if you quarrel with other women, even if you are justified, you will lose three points.
It would be really troublesome if it really got to my aunt's ears. "I know that old Zhou is afraid of guilt, there is aHedong lion. Old Zhou's whole body trembled, and he turned his head to look at Er Leng's mother, withered, then without saying a word, he provokedThe burden is gone.
"Hey, even if he opens his eyes, he doesn't know how powerful I am..." Er was stunned and his mother still murmured curseswith.
In fact, his mother is not old, she is about the same age as my mother, but she has always opened a shop, and her originally docile personality has also changed.It's too hot.
"Xiaoqiao, come in quickly, I've troubled you. When something like this happens..." She took my hand and walked straightEntering the store, "Xiaoqiao is still at the same level, my family is so stupid, oh..."
I turned my head and took a look at Er Leng. Seeing that he was quite unconvinced, I smiled, "Actually, Er Leng was about to rushI went up to beat him, and I was the one who pulled him, and I was also afraid of accidents. Er Leng is more bloody than me. "
"Xiaoqiao, your little mouth can speak."
Er Leng's mother happily took a corn cob, and peeled off the skin, revealing the bright yellow fruit."Come on, eat it while it's hot. Er Leng, there's still some in the pot, take it yourself."
Er Leng didn't wait for his mother to finish, and ran into the inner hall. I knew there was a laptop his father bought for him recently.Playing the game console, these days he is immersed in the game, even copying my homework, so he listens to mefrom.
"Aunt Bai, you can eat too." Er Leng's mother is Bai Xiuya, who used to be Tsing Yi of the County Yue Opera Troupe.Shut up, she simply quit, and went home to be the proprietress.
"You eat, you eat, I ate it just now." Aunt Bai looked at me with a silly smile, her almond eyes were watery"Xiaoqiao, you should come here often in the future. If you are not here, you can come too." She satIn front of a statue with acupuncture points in the human body, I saw some red clouds floating on her fair face, and thought to myself, in fact, Aunt BaiIt's pretty cool, why didn't I notice it before?
"Auntie, do you also know acupuncture points?" I pointed to the statue, and I omitted calling her more and more.
"Know some, but not all, just be stunned by his father." Aunt Bai looked at me with a smile, "I will simplyHand point massage, such as headaches, stomach pains, etc., sometimes works. "
"Really? Auntie, let me give you a try..."
I held her hand, which was soft and smooth, full of warmth, "My mother often has headaches, after learning I can alsoGo home and honor your mother. "My mother sometimes has a headache, and often presses her head and rubs it by herself, but I don't knowLaying on of hands works too.
"Come on, Auntie will teach you. You need to press the heart acupoint on the first joint of the middle finger of the palm, and the Daling acupoint on the center of the wrist.And besides the thumb, the acupoints of the middle joints of the four fingers on the back of the hand, so that the points can be reduced in orderAlleviate different pain points on the front, top of the head, side of the head and back of the head. "Aunt Bai's snow-white and sharp fingers are in my palmSliding gently, it seems that the wind is passing over the forest, and it is like flowing water slowly passing through the ditch between the cliffs.
My lung lobes swelled slightly in an instant, and my heartbeat was floating in the dust.
"Xiaoqiao, there's no business, can you close the shop for auntie, okay?" Her eyelashes fluttered charminglyThe brilliance of her eyes, I read the symbol of desire in her eyes, and there is a lustful emotion brewing in it. my innerA sinful thought arises in the heart, which is the reflection of the evil spirit in the body, and the snake of desire stretches out its long tailtongue……
The door of the shop was erected one by one with wooden boards. I inserted the wooden bolts and heard Aunt Bai anxiouslyshortness of breathThe sound, as well as the loud noise from the electronic game machine in the inner room. This is not an illusion, Aunt Bai's hand tentativelyCovering my swollen pussy, she's teasing me!
Outside the house, the wind whimpered, seeping in through the crack of the door, stirring up so much that the candles on the altar flickered, Aunt BaiThere is also a seductive look on his face.
"Auntie, your hands are so dexterous, um... so comfortable." My penis slowly moved under her careful consideration.Formed, the python's head flickered between her fingers passionately, and the salivating ejaculation oozed out of her eyes, nourishing herHis long, slender nails were covered with Koudan.
"The bridge, it's so big, ah...don't use too much force, good man...it's too deep, yo yo...to my aunt's heartnest..."
My index finger, middle finger and ring finger combined into one finger, digging inside her cunt for a while, only feeling itsIt's so deep inside, just like the cave that I drilled through when I was a child. It's dark and deep, and there is sticky water flowing in the cave.water.
Er Leng's excited screams came from the inner room. It was obvious that he had passed another level of the game, and the screams of joy overwhelmed him.Her mother's low moans and obscene chants.
Aunt Bai blushed, she was completely immersed in the sky of sexual desire, her smell was fresh, pink flower budsConfiding the beauty that has been brewing for a long time, the weak panting is swaying in the precipitous air, and the face is like a piece of pink.The sea of red flowers undulates naturally like waves.
I looked down, ah, it was raining heavily in this dark cave, and that pool of water was as green as a glowing emerald.Jade, I saw pieces of petals like peach blossoms.
There is a faint body fragrance floating in the cold air, and every breath I take is like sipping sweet nectar,Touching her smooth silky skin, my heart fluctuates with the waves of the sea.
"Auntie, I want to fuck you..."
Her groans spread and floated in a free and carefree manner. I imagined the crescent moon in her lower body.The white nymph, that hillside under the blizzard...
"This, this, don't be here... just in case, I'm stunned..." The happy woman who fell in love expressedThe love is soft and slutty, one hand is touching my vitality, the other is hooking my neck, my whole body is shakingwith petals of happiness.
I ignored it. I propped one of her feet on the counter against a serious background with a pharmacy campBusiness license, stamped with the fiery red seal of the administration for industry and commerce. There are all kinds of medicinal fragrances floating in the air, and desires come fromComing from all directions.
"Ah, Qiao'er, good man...you killed my aunt..."
If there are four seasons in human life, there is no doubt that Aunt Bai is in the mature autumn. Ukiyo no moreThe turmoil, grievances and resentments have long been swayed, she has understood that the advantage of being middle-aged is gentleness, and she is willing to release Hua's love.Beautiful Ruifang.
In the fierce impact, my bones were burned by the high heat generated inside. I imagined that I was darkWill it sink without a trace if it plunges into the sea of hunger and thirst? I buried my mouth on her delicate lips, trying to block herHolding her hoarse, my body is like a huge machine, trying to smash and smash her cock untilTo see bone and flesh.
The counter creaked as we rose and fell, although we were all silentin progress. Between pounding and pounding, we plant happiness in our respective horizons, find back what we once had, orMake up for the broken dreams...
We looked into each other's eyes, full of longing and despair, as if we didn't find it in this moment, our bodies wouldDried into a yellow grass color by the dryer of time.
Er Leng let out another scream in the inner room. Aunt Bai's body trembled, and a passion gushed out from the depths of her cunt.The tide, rushing, bubbling with deep red desire. I think that a woman's orgasm itself is a kind of sexual desire for a man.It is a kind of call, a kind of passion induction, and also a lonely lamp that brightens the cold winter.
Instead of dying in silence, explode in silence. My surging passion exploded in an instant, I have long forgottenI have left my real world, and I am slowly walking towards a trance future, even though she kept pleading under me, "IGood man, hurry up...I'm afraid, I'm afraid..."
I know, I know what she is afraid of. She was afraid that once her son came out, he would see his motherIs such a slutty lewd woman. I don't know if all women in the world are like this, she, tooOr my mother? Life and death are impermanent, and I have to pay the cup. I know that people in the world are just like ordinary people, and they don't have the ability to explore life and deathAt most, it is enough to savor the momentary pleasure and touch in life with your heart. as before our eyes,Now.
Until I released the most gorgeous essence in my body, I saw the relief on Aunt Bai's face, that beautifulPink, flowing like a cloud.
(seven, end)
My fruitful autumn branches are plucked for play by mission, and in every interval of my thoughts all myConscience and all vices jump out at the same time to play with me; I'm tired of running from the world's seasUnbearable, I want to smash my heart toil, and my energy has been wiped away...
*** *** *** ***"Come on, girl, this is XiThe most famous glutinous rice balls in Shanmiao Street, with sweet-scented osmanthus sauce, are the best in the world. "Mother graciously heldA glutinous rice ball was placed on the light green porcelain plate in front of Wang Shan. Next to it is a small porcelain bowl filled with light red osmanthusflower sauce.
Wang Shan smiled, put it in his mouth to chew carefully, and released a kind of happy dimple on his face, "It's delicious, sisterSister, how do you make this sweet-scented osmanthus sauce? Where can I buy it? "
I know that she is following her mother's favor at this time.
Sure enough, the mother said happily, "It's hard for me to eat, so I'll ask Qiao'er to bring you a bottle later."
She touched Wang Shan's slippery little hand affectionately, "I made this myself. Every year I put it in the place where sweet-scented osmanthus blooms.When it is time to pick it, put half a can in the sweet-scented osmanthus jar, then peel off the flesh of the sour plum, tear it into pieces, and put itPut it into an sweet-scented osmanthus jar, and finally fill the jar with honey, seal it with wax, and eat it after ten days.Eating Chinese food for a long time. What you are eating now is what I brewed last year. "
My mother's sweet-scented osmanthus sauce is what I grew up with. I like soaking some ice water the most, sitting in the yard and watching the distant mountains floatIndistinct, surrounded by clouds and mist, and then taste the sweetness with some sourness, the mouth and tongue are filled with elegant and distantTaste, this kind of fragrance travels through time and space, even if it gets deeper and deeper with time, it will still float in the dark fragrance, engraved on theThe sky of my memory.
Wang Shan squinted his eyes, stuck out his tongue and licked his bright red lips a few times intoxicated, "Sister, you are reallyIngenuity and ingenuity, even if Xiaoqiao inherited you, he is equally outstanding. "
I stretched out my right foot under the table, the toe followed her calf, and then fixed on her inner thigh,Picked a few times.
I saw that her body seemed to be under the Sun Wukong's immobilization method, her almond eyes were squinting, her eyes were turning, and she was about to desireWater dripped out.
But the mother didn't notice her demeanor and said modestly, "What is this, Qiao'er just can't concentrate,Learn everything, but don't master anything. "Her voice is extremely beautiful, just like the chirping of forest birds, tactfullyTurning to flow, I seemed to hear the sound of gurgling water again.
I stretched out my left hand under the table and pinched my mother's thigh, "Mom, don't keep talking about me, talk about itsomething else. "
The mother's delicate dimple is like a deep red hidden in the calyx that is about to burst. Who said that a beauty is easy to grow old? drunken mother is notThe best counter-evidence?
"Yes, yes, sister, it's not too late, I want to go back first. You should also go to bed earlier." Wang Shan knew thatStanding up, I know her lower body must be dripping with lewd water, and the look of spring on her face is moving, IThere was a sway in my heart.
"That's fine. Qiao'er, you can see off Teacher Wang. Be careful on such a cold day."Under the pinch, there is a provocative coquettish attitude in the laziness.
I was delighted when I saw it. This room has the delicacy of willows and the delicacy of peaches and apricots. I really want to catch them all at once.But I know that this is just a dream after all. Mother would never allow this kind of thing to happen, she used toAs I said, if people knew about us, she would definitely not live. I believe.
*** *** *** ***The cold moon is silent, the sky is far awayAnd vast. I lowered my head and greedily breathed the cold wind blowing from a distance, mixed with dust haze and a faint fragrance of flowers.
"Are you angry? Qiao... I, I, I'm sorry." Wang Shan saw me keeping silent all the way, cautiouslyShe looked at me intently, holding my hand, her hand was cold, "Good Qiaoer, really, I just miss you...
Just to see you. Please, don't be angry..."
Her Wu Nong's soft words are no different from a warm current in such a cold night. I was a little moved and held her hand back.He held her in his arms, stroked her gently, and kissed her black hair on the sideburns.
"It's okay. I just don't want my mother to know about us. You must know that we will always be together one day.Confidential. "I looked at her like I was looking at a forest, a snow field, a grass...
I heard the sound of blood pounding in my chest, my throat seemed dry, "Good boy, I want to fuckyou……"
"here?--"
She asked in a low voice, and looked around. The desolate road was deserted, and the wind blew the grass and trees beside the road.The earth resounded, and the black sky had no stars, only a waning moon shining palely.
"Of course... you spread your feet a little, Shan, your acupoint is so warm..."
At the corner of the street, I took off half of Wang Shan's trousers and put them on the bend of her legs. The plump buttocksNaked in the cold wind. She was panting roughly, perhaps because of nervousness and cold, she was trembling a littleShaking, "Qiao, come in quickly, I'm so cold..." Her obedience contained boundless tenderness, and at this moment she wasLike my little wife, but she is not, she is my head teacher and Chinese teacher.
The answer to her was my strong insertion. She uttered a little cry, with a charming look on her cheeks,His eyes also glowed with excitement. What kind of love can make a delicate, beautiful, dignified and elegant woman throw away her love?Abandon your dignity and soul, and succumb to the crotch of a young man like me? Or rather, it was a desire that tied her upA precipitous tightrope was formed, and the more she struggled between humanity and desire, the tighter she was bound.
I can't believe that I have the magic power to make every mature woman look pale in front of my pale ageTransformed into a juvenile girl. Could it be that there is really a kind of power in the dark, manipulating the voyage through the ocean of my life?ferry? I kept asking the sky, but the sky was speechless. I turned a series of questions into sharp knives and stabbed at this place.On a pitiful and moaning woman.
Every time I go through the burning of desire, I feel the young soul in my body is splitting, and the black demon is in my body.Implanted with cancer cells, I thought that one day, sooner or later, I would become terminally ill and never recover.
"Call me husband, quickly call......"
I command my teacher, the engineer of the human soul, who is carrying me over and over again with trembling limbs.With heavy impacts, the clear air gradually became humid. Under the calm night sky, Wang Shan's face was as fresh as washing.Tears of excitement floated in the corners of her eyes, and the sound of our intense lovemaking was frozen into a frozen airflow that converged on her chest.Low and deep valleys.
Maybe it was because I kept a standing posture all the time. I felt tired, my legs gradually became numb, and I couldn't bear the cold and heat.After all, I finally poured it all over, and the thick semen was like a green spring, and it was like the roots of a big tree disappearing in this hillthe depths of the ravine.
And the moonlight tonight is hazy and misty, streaming on the white roof tiles.Melted by the enthusiasm of talent, tick-tock hangs down from the eaves. Wang Shan straightened his clothes, curled up with tears in his eyesHuddled in my arms, silently revealing tenderness, gentleness, gentleness...
"Qiao, it would be great if it could be like this every day..." Wang Shan's gloomy face had manyThinking about it, she is sentimental, and her frowning willow eyebrows cannot be stretched, like Lin Daiyu in the Grand View Garden.
"Good Shan'er, I read a book a few days ago, and there was a sentence in it: "One hour is a lifetime, and one hour is a lifetime.moment is close to eternity. ’ I think so do we. "
I know that one day, wrinkles will quietly cover her smooth face like fallen leaves in this cold winter.The eyes will no longer be as clear as water, leaving only the tired lingering sound in the corners of the eyes, echoing in the past. I do not know eitherDo you know, when that day comes, will I still be as nostalgic and lingering as I am today...
Wang Shan cried.
*** *** *** ***The sky at night is alwaysThe color is dark black. The bleak moonlight dragged my lonely shadow so long, so long, and the world was so wide, leaving only oneI am having a heart-to-heart dialogue. The road in front of me is clean, even though there are countless footsteps in the daytimeThe place is bustling and bustling, and when the cold wind blows by, everything looks pure and clear.
I wonder if life can also be like this, after a gust of wind and rain, thousands of romantic feelings are only in theAt this moment, disillusionment.
At this moment, I most want to go home.
My mother was waiting for me, naked under the dim light, under the soft blanket.
When my coldness touched her heat, my whole world collapsed, in this intoxicating fragranceinside. What intoxicates me is a mysterious fragrance, which is the mellowness in the old wine, which often swells my crotchThe youthful boat that got off turned into a light boat with white sails and sailed into the harbor of mother's lips. I am always crazyI was thinking, the Creator is really miraculous, the same rice water, the same salt, there is such a crystal clear and beautiful girl like my mother.Son, this vast universe is full of inexplicable mysteries.
I gently stroked this gift from God. My mother's mussel meat was impeccable, and the juice was warm.The meat, a sweet and sour soft fragrance, lingers between my nostrils. I closed my eyes, took a deep breath,Ah, the century-old daughter is red...seven parts sour and three parts winey, slipping through my throat, I can't tell the differenceIt is sweet, sour, and wine, but it feels sweet, sour, and wine. This kind of subtle, wonderful, graceful, and exquisite,It cannot be expressed by any words in the world.
Mother was trembling, her moaning sound was like the notes jumping on the stave, or like the song she pointed at the pipa.In the song "Bamboo Dew Dropping Clearly", there are thousands of bamboo leaves falling, and the falling shadows shone on the two tangled trunks.Physically, it is Yefeiye, like a dream and an illusion. Her babblings are like spring silkworms weaving silk, scattered and continuous, in the dark night bambooIn Huangli, it sounds like a flute, and my penis is the long whip that whipped that night. Between each whip, it plays the worldThe most brilliant and splendid chapter in the world.
The outdoor wind horn gradually faded away, with the residual sound of whimpering. After my continuous twitching, mother was likeThe wind blows through the wheat waves, like the ups and downs of the mountains, churning in the passionate winter. I leaned over to kiss her, her lipsSoft as rain in early spring, her tongue falters between my lips, her moan is a song of happy leaps,And the sound of our yin and yang handover is an affectionate narration.
In this way, between the ups and downs, we exchanged each other's energy and passion, gentle and harmonious, with aA relaxed mood, a kind of drunkenness. She occasionally opened her eyes and looked at me tenderly, like jade waterCaressing my black hair, and the tuft of pubic hair under her is like rows of neatly arranged small seedlings in a deserted paddy field,The beautiful branches are blowing with the wind.
I buried my head in planting rice seedlings, and suddenly I felt an inexplicable feeling that my mother's genitals were originally slender and long.I suddenly pushed away, strands of Yin Qi entered my galloping blood with vigorous force, this is a kind of primitive lifehint of power. When thousands of sperm from my mother's body poured on my dick in an invincible poseI found that the tense and uneasy heart bound by secular morality suddenly became elated.
This is due to the hint of sex, which is vague and jerky, but it is truly presented in front of me.
I had some epiphanies—life itself is an ever-moving miracle, and people have a kind of eternalConstant hope and perseverance.
This world is really beautiful. Passion is a wave that never ebbs, a dream with wings. I think mother alsothink so. Everything in this world is wonderful, the most bitter thing is also the sweetest thing,The extremely astringent place is the extremely sweet place, just like two sides of one body.
Facing the mother and releasingThe tenderness and tenderness, as a son of man, I can only hold it with my heart. Mixture of yin and yangHe seems so gentle at this moment, but the most important thing is to experience the fullness with your heart and move you with your heart.That love that thrives.
"Promise me, daddy will come back tomorrow, don't mess with me anymore." The beautiful mother was in my bedThe lower part naturally bends into an arc, like a pinned morning glory, swaying in the wind. This mourning requires the exchange of body and mind.The real feelings melted in, and my heart trembled. How lucky I am to be one with my mother and enjoy thisThe darkest romance in the world?
I understand what my mother means, how can one make mistakes again and again in life. But God has been doomed, we are all persistent andA group of people who have no regrets, are destined until the moment when the landslides and the ground are smashed to pieces. I respect my mother's advice, butI don't know if it can be done.
"Okay Mom. I'll try my best to restrain myself." I turned on the horsepower again, completely ignoring the trembling of my mother,Imagine leading her to the peak of happiness, the dull "click" sound is beautiful, far beyond the presentreally can bear.
Mother sighed, like the whisper of Concubine Mi by the Xiaoxiao Luo River, and like the passing wind gently blowing across the fieldHelpless.
*** *** *** ***In everything deformed and twistedAfterwards, people finally go to the most ordinary and ordinary place to examine their original wish: I used to think about lifeWhat is the wish? If I still have a wish in the future, what wish should I make?
************When my father came home, he wasWell, it's five thirty in the afternoon. The sound of the car is rumbling, and it can be heard that it is still the old Beijing jeep, running over the snow-covered road.The watch stopped outside the door with a creak.
"Quick, Qiao'er, go out first." Mother let out a long breath, exhaling hot breath from her nostrils.It sounds like the cry of a baby in running water. I had a tense excitement as I pulled my mother's tight pussy out of my mother's tight cuntHard cock, stuffed into cotton sweatpants. The mother seems to be in a hurry and quickly arranges her lower body,"Why don't you go soon?" She glared at me fiercely, her reproachful eyes were full of charming gazes.
"Dad, you're back." Wen Jing's father looked even thinner in the leather robe worn by his grandfather.The rough and pale face that was ravaged by the new wind, coupled with the pair of deep purple glasses on the bridge of the nose, made him look even more haggardNot a lot. I feel a little sad in my heart. My father has been eating and sleeping outside for many years. Of course, it is for the cause I love in my heart.Why not for this family?
"Well, I'm back. Qiao'er, did you listen to my mother at home?" My father saw my words choked up, and he was lenient.He patted my shoulder comfortingly, "It's good to be home."
"Dad, Mom is bringing you hot water in the back room. Where's the driver?" I looked at the driver who was starting the car.Ji Xiao Wu, "Why don't you let Uncle Wu come in and sit down?"
"Hey, he is in a hurry to go home. In such cold weather, he is newly married. This time he will accompany us outFor a few days, he was overwhelmed. "Father laughed, watching the Beijing Jeep releasing a lot of black exhaust graduallyGoing away, it seems that my father is in a good mood.
"I'm back. Why do you say such things to your child?" The mother stood gracefully at the door, seeming angry but not angry.He stared at his father intently, his face was full of joy, and there was a strange style flowing from the corners of his brows.
"Yes, yes. Hehe, I'm back." My father hastily stuffed all the packages into my hands, "Qiaoer,You take these things to the house to share, and some are to be given to neighbors. "Father's astonished expression was completely overwhelmed."I saw it in my eyes, and I knew it in my heart. I didn't see my mother for a few days, and my father found that my mother was more charming than before, becauseThis is a hurry to dismiss me.
But he didn't know that it was precisely because she had just finished making love with me that my mother showed that lazy and seductive style.love.
"Hey, I'll give a copy to Er Leng's family later." I agreed. Every time my father goes out, he always brings some pawnThe local specialties are distributed to the neighbors, and my mother is dignified, modest and kind, so our family is born here.Notoriously popular.
There was a strong fragrance in the room, mixed with the smell of women's rouge powder and toilet water, I think, probablyMy mother was afraid that there would be that smell in the air, so she took out this relatively strong perfume and sprayed it. FatherAs soon as I entered the room, I sneezed several times, "Why is it so fragrant?"
"Well, just now I took out some old clothes for the winter, and they smelled a little strange, so I sprinkled some perfume on them, but accidentallyknocked over. Sure enough, the bottle of toilet water fell on the table. I found that there was three points of shyness and two points of shame in my mother's eyes.Part treacherous and part proud, eyes met, mother blushed, gave me a sideways look, and ignored me.
The father who had just entered the room didn't see the small movements between us at all, he was still immersed in the joy of returning homeamong. Perhaps for wanderers who leave home, home is really the habitat of the soul, real and realexist.
My eye sockets gradually became moist. Every time my father leaves home, for some reason, I always feel a little bit disappointed.I always feel that something important is missing in my life. Although I can enjoy the love with my mother, but the joy of loveIn addition, it is more perplexed and confused.
Father's magnanimous smile told me that the world of three people is the most perfect.Happiness is irreplaceable by anything. Father, I want to cry, joy fills my heart, forgiveness for yearsCome to my absurdity and wantonness. Although I have already sunk and fallen, the nightmare is like a long rope that has already tied me tightlyfragile neckDamn, I dare not kick off that padded chair.
After the salty tears, there was a heart-piercing pain that swirled around me. Every time I dreamed back at midnight, I would feel likeThe Buddha is in the boundless snow, with drops of black blood flowing...
However, I have become a prodigal son who never turns back, obsessed with the round and verdant mountains of my mother, the abundantHoney milk attracts me and nourishes me, and the generous vulva is like a fertile plain, where warm palaces are built, storing endlessThe energy on the side, waiting for me to seize...
Many years later, I read an article, and just one glance was enough to shock me...
Then, the lovesickness flower in your hand can be regarded as a word of comfort from an unknown star in the distant night sky!
The soft flower grains give off a faint fragrance after being rubbed, there is no sad breath, and there is no sigh, comfort is just comfortIn itself, like human tears are just tears in the end, accusing no one or regretting anything. All kinds of promises are burningThe promiser is not ignorant of the road, and wants to see it as home.
A woman caught in flames because of her promise to become a mother must have seen the place under the miscanthus surrounded by mosquitoes and flies.There is a copper cabinet with a god's talisman on it: "You made the first choice to become a mother. Now, I will give you the second choice."The choice is also the last time; there are forgotten fruits and a cup of blood wine in it, you can learn to betray even more after drinking, allThe misery that was coiled in you will disappear, and you will be whole again, like a virgin who was never conceived. "
This is written for my mother, and it may not be written for me. This is for my mother's choice, and it is also for me.
I watched the scattered snowflakes fluttering in the wind outside the window. In a few days, it will be the Spring Festival. I hope this is"Auspicious snow heralds a good year".
The glass near the window was covered with light mist. I put my palms together and chanted "Ode to Peace" devoutly, praying for the rainThe coming of the soul, longing for the soul's yoke to cast off the heavy yoke, let the breeze blow the darkness, whether tomorrow is dawn orIt's a deeper black...
If there is only the last purple lovesickness flower left in my palm, I will dedicate it to my father and mother, so thatThis purple is as quiet as the sea, pure and beautiful. Although, there are melancholy, decadent and even sinking charms lurking in the lightness.film.
In fact, this is also the background of a seventeen-year-old boy who is sensitive, ambiguous and obscure.
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Perhaps, life is just a gorgeous brocade robe, and you are just a brocade flower dotted in the colorfulIn the past, after all, it will be in full bloom in the years of youth, and after being torn, it will quietly wither away the youth.
People are emotional animals, especially me. When the inspiration is unrestrained, the spirit is flying, high-spirited and elatedSprinkle and inspire words, it can be described as a pleasure!
out of curiosity about the mystery of human original creativity, and more out of the unique behavior of human beings towards concealmentWith a strong voyeurism, I don't know how many indecent sexual relationships human beings have. but i thought, family incestSo it is unknown because of its uniqueness and concealment. We usually know something from the newspapersSomething unethical happened to a certain family in a certain place, but that's all. However, with a glimpse of the whole leopard, with billions of peopleHow many obsessed men and women are quietly performing the most primitive sport of human beings on the earth?
The reason for choosing this kind of subject matter is that it can directly extend its tentacles to the most extreme and hidden places of sex.Fang, let it have nowhere to hide. How can I know that at this moment, when I write, there is no incestuous man and woman hiding at homelove to the fullest? Forbidden happiness is incomparable, as long as there is love, happiness is everywhere, and it does not matter whether there isThere is no blood relationship.
Appreciating color texts is like tasting tea. There are 100 different opinions for a hundred kinds of people, so it's just a matter of opinion. senseThank you to all the friends who support, encourage and put forward pertinent words. Your enthusiasm is the source of inspiration and the source of writing.power.
It's time for the article to end here. Maybe one day, I will hit the keyboard again and continue the chapter.
In the end, let's make up a nonsense little poem as the conclusion of the novel. How about the title "Incest"?
"Immersed in the black, the thick blood seems like a long snowflake, which seems to be thrown into it uncontrollably and unable to extricate itselfWhat is within reach is the ancient well that is dark and cannot be overflowed.Perhaps, it is also a song of the night, sung in the dew, life without the pain of inferiority, without the bondage of moralitySpit out all my loneliness and helplessness, and put a tube of blood-red desire in full swing, green, fat, red and thin"