The Story of Gurong Village(谷歌翻译)
The mountain is called the Hengling Mountain, and I don’t know which dynasty took the name; the village is an ancient Rong village, all with gray walls and gray tiles; the Rong, an ancient banyan tree, probably has this village. The knives of the years carved the tree trunks deeply, and the mottled cracks recorded the ups and downs of the small village. Whenever the autumn wind sweeps the fallen leaves, the tree trunks spend the morning and evening quietly with the small village.
The small village at the foot of the mountain is surrounded by mountains surrounded by high mountains. The villagers live here for generations and generations seeming to be at ease, never expecting the colorful world. In this ordinary village, the rough Huangmei opera tunes can be heard every night, which is the villagers looking for a little comfort in the bitter days. During the day, I saw a villager cutting wood and picking wild grass. She is a hard-working girl who doesn’t look very good, but she is hard-working and kind-hearted, and has won unanimous praise. Her name is Narcissus. Just like the name, her character is very easygoing and optimistic. She has a pair of small eyes flickering and fluttering.
One day, Anwei’s “big guy” came here to buy a wife and said three pounds of silver. The villagers were eager to move, hoping to be able to walk out of this semi-closed village. Now there are some young guys in Gurong Village who went outside to look at them. When they came back, they talked with interest, as if they were the fastest people in the world, and the girls wanted to get into trouble. This time the opportunity finally came. They were too tired to live and even complained about why they were born in such a village.
Narcissus made a fire in the stove. The fire flickered and flickered, and the red tongue flickered and merged into a light blue and light blue spiral circle. She fell into a meditation: She was born in a family like this. Her father was a smoker and did not do anything. The family also had a three-year-old younger brother. The burden was all on her. She wanted to jump out of the house to find her happiness, but after many affirmations, she was denied, and she couldn’t bear to watch her little brother starve. I was usually scolded and beaten by my father. The clothes I wore were borrowed from East and West. When I saw someone wearing new clothes during the New Year, my heart was as painful as a bee sting, and the bitterness naturally appeared in the corner of my eyes. Tears, wiped tears and rushed out when someone called her.
Some people say that she is the best choice, she is also willing to accept the simple ideas of the villagers, the villagers are for her. That night, she was lying on the bed and couldn’t fall asleep, youth, infinitely beautiful youth! At this time, the hazy lust had just sprouted, and only the intensely beating heart felt blurred. A series of thoughts flashed in her mind, but she couldn’t figure out a clue. The time is too short and I can’t make up my mind for a while. Only one thing is clear: you must go to Anwei.
The next morning, she deliberately inserted a daffodil in her head, and the eyes of “Kao” swept around her. She was not afraid at all, and secretly thanked herself that she jumped out of the farm door so easily. After entering the room, he jumped into the car to Anhui without hesitation.
She feels more at ease, saying goodbye to the usual dirty and ugly path, the humble houses and the uneven road, the yellow banyan leaves have fallen, the trunk has become bare, and the fallen leaves are raised by the autumn wind. Spinning up and floating, she has a naughty smile on her face…
In a village in Anhui, the car stopped and there was a house on the roadside, and the wall had been peeled off, as if it were covered with scabies. The road turned over this inexplicably standing house there and split into two branches. Her feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, her heart cluttered, and she immediately realized that she had been deceived…I really wanted to scold the beast in front of her for not paying a cent to her father, and she followed him willingly, God, you Teasing me! No, it’s my own bet on youth and destiny. She wanted to scold but did not speak out, her anger was written on her face.
Two months later, they came back to visit their father. She tried to cover up the pain that was hard to tell in her heart. She saw through this human face and beast heart. She wore fashionable clothes before the eyes of the villagers. People gave her praise and envy. This gave her wet atrium warm sunshine. The wounded heart was calmed a little. She was intoxicated and completely forgotten the reality. She confided to her father how good life was, and went to Anhui the next morning. The villagers finally knew that the daffodil’s husband was a dumpling and a liar. He had originally said that he would give her father 20,000 yuan, but in fact he would not have paid a penny. People blamed Narcissus’ father for sending his daughter away when it was dawn. He also regretted that he had watched his daughter in a greasy shirt, sad and sad, and he couldn’t calm down for a long time. After an extremely contradictory ideological struggle, he tried to pretend to be indifferent, and how he would face his parents and fellow villagers in his hometown would also be condemned by conscience. A sad news for her. Her husband was caught in the whirlpool by the relentless water when fishing, and her life was worse, just like the backwaters. In the cruel and tormented days, she did not know what joy is. Anyway, she will have to worry about rice-free cooking, running for economic constraints, struggling on the hungry death line, and having a long day of suffering. In her heart, her heart broke…
She left, still living in the countryside, where the expectations there had vanished, her dreams had become bubbles, she left, and took away the stupidity of the villagers, ignorance, helplessness, leaving barrenness, leaving regret, Leave a sigh…
The autumn wind washed the trunk, and the ancient banyan tree looked at the people in the village peacefully. The former laughter had quietly passed away, and there was only a helpless, indifferent face. Gu Rongshu, Gu Rong Village, have seen so many smoke-like dreams and heard many stories of joys and sorrows.
The Story of Ancient Rongcun（百度翻译）
Mountain, called henglingshan, is the name of which dynasty and generation. Village is an ancient banyan village, with all kinds of walls and grey tiles. Banyan, an ancient banyan tree, probably has its own village. Years of the knife carved deep trunk, mottled cracks recorded the wind and rain of the small village. When the autumn wind sweeps the fallen leaves, the trunk quietly accompanies the small village to spend the day and night.
The small village at the foot of the mountain is in the arms of four high mountains. It seems that the villagers live here for generations with peace of mind and never expect the colorful world. In this ordinary village, we can hear the rough tune of Huangmei opera every night. It’s just that the villagers look for a little comfort in the bitter days. In the daytime, I saw a village girl cutting firewood and picking weeds. She is a hard-working girl, not very good-looking, but hard-working, kind-hearted, won people’s praise. Her name is Narcissus, just like her name, her character is very easygoing and optimistic, a pair of small eyes flickering and quite divine.
One day, an “rich man” from Anwei came here to buy his wife. He said that all the villagers were eager to get out of the semi closed village. Now some young people in the ancient banyan village have gone out to have a look. When they come back, they talk with interest. It seems that they are the happiest people in the world, and the girls are also crazy. This opportunity finally came. They were so tired that they even complained about why they were born in such a village.
Narcissus make a fire in the hearth. The fire flickered, the red tongue trembled and blended into the light blue and light blue spiral circle. She fell into a deep thought: it’s all the fault that she was born in such a family. Her father smoked and didn’t do anything. She also had a three-year-old brother at home. The burden of life was all on her. She wanted to jump out of the house and find her happiness, but she was denied after many affirmation. She couldn’t bear to see it Starving my little brother. Usually, I have to be scolded and beaten by my father. The clothes I wear are borrowed from everywhere. When I see someone else wearing new clothes for the new year, my heart is as painful as being stung by a bee. My eyes naturally burst with bitter tears. When I hear someone calling her, I wipe them dry and rush out.
Some people say that she is the best choice, and she is willing to accept the simple ideas of the villagers. The villagers are good for her. That night, she lay in bed, tossing and turning how can not sleep, youth, infinite beautiful youth! At this time, hazy lust just sprouted, only the fierce beating heart fuzzy feeling. A series of ideas flashed into her mind, but she couldn’t make out a clue. Time is too short to make up my mind. Only one thing is clear: we must go to Anwei.
The next morning, she specially inserted a narcissus in her head, and the eyes of the “rich man” swept around her. She was not afraid at all. Secretly, she was glad that she was so easy to jump out of the farm gate and was about to “enter the house”, so she jumped on the bus to Anhui without hesitation.
She was much more down-to-earth. She said goodbye to the ordinary dirty and ugly path, the simple house and the uneven road. The withered and yellow banyan leaves fell one after another, the tree trunk became bare, the curled leaves were lifted by the autumn wind, rotating and floating on the road. She had a naughty smile on her face
In a village in Anhui Province, the car stopped and there was a house on the side of the road. The wall had peeled off like scabies. The road turned over the house, which stood there inexplicably, and divided into two branches. Her feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, her heart was in a mess, and she immediately realized that she had been cheated I really want to scold that the beast in front of me didn’t pay a cent to his father, and I followed him willingly. God, you teased me! No, I bet my youth and fate. She wanted to scold but didn’t make a sound. Her anger was written on her face.
Two months later, they came back to see their father. She tried her best to cover up the pain that was hard to tell in her heart, saw through the beast’s heart, wore fashionable clothes to pass before the villagers, and people gave her praise and envy, which poured warm sunshine into her wet heart, and the injured heart was a little smoothed. She was intoxicated, completely forgotten the reality of the situation, against her heart to tell her father how good life, the next morning went to Anhui. The villagers finally know that the husband of Narcissus was a local Baozi and a liar. Originally, he promised to give her father 20000 yuan, but in fact, he didn’t give a penny, so he slipped away. People blame Narcissus’ father for sending his daughter away before dawn. He also regretted that he had seen his daughter in his greasy shirt. He looked sad and sad and could not be calm for a long time. After his extremely contradictory ideological struggle, he tried to pretend that he didn’t care. How would he face his hometown’s parents and villagers, and be condemned by his conscience. One sad news for her is that her husband was caught in the whirlpool by the merciless water when he was fishing for fish. Her life was worse, just like a pool of stagnant water. In the cruel and tortured days, she didn’t know what happiness was. Anyway, she had to worry about making a meal without rice. She had to struggle for money. She had to struggle on the death line of starvation. She had to worry about her heart for a long time. Her heart was broken.
She left, or lived in the countryside, where the expectations had come to nothing. Once her dream had become a bubble, she left, took away the foolish taste of the villagers, ignorant, helpless, left behind barren, leaving regrets, leaving sighs.
The autumn wind is cleaning the trunk of the tree. The ancient banyan tree looks at the people in the village peacefully. The former laughter has passed away quietly, only a helpless and indifferent face. Ancient banyan trees, ancient banyan villages, have seen many smoke like dreams of the past, and heard many sad and happy stories.
The Story of Gurong Village
The Mountain,was called Henglingshan,and we can’t know what dynasty it was when it was named.The Village,was called Gurong Village,all the cottages of which were built of brick walls and grey tiles.There was an old banyan,and probably it stood there since the village came into being.The graver of time engraved the trunk indelibly,and the mottled cracks recorded all of the little village’s difficulties and hardships.Whenever the autumn wind swept the fallen leaves,the trunk calmly accompanied the village to spend days and nights.
The village was at the foot of the mountain and was in the high mountains’ arms around it.From generation to generation,the village people lived here.They felt at ease and justified.They never entertained high hopes of the colorful world.At this common village,the rough singing of the people who played Huangmei Operas could be heard everynight,which was the brief comfort the village people had sought in the pained days.In the daytime a village girl’s shadow could be seen to cut firewood or pick weeds.She was a hardworking girl.Although she was not very goodlooking,she was industrious and kind-hearted.Because of these she gained people’s indentical praise.She was named Shuixian,which means the narcissus flower in Chinese.Just like her name,she was amiable and optimistic.Her eyes flashed and were very lively.
One day, a rich man from Anhui came here to buy a wife.He talked about silvers and things liked that.What he said made the village girls wriggle,and they hoped to walk out of this closed village.Now lots of young men of this village had gone out to have a look,and they chatted a lot with gusto when they got back,as if they were the happiest ones in the world.After the girls heard there,they indulged in flights of fancy.This time,the chance arrived at last,and they had lived too hard and too tired.They even complained why they were born in such a village.
Shuixian made a fire in the kitchen.The fire twinkled,and the red tongues of the fire flickeringly blended into pale blue spirals.She was lost in thought:It was all because she herself was born in such a family.Father liked smoking and did nothing.And she had a young brother who was only three years old.The heavy burden of life was completely carried on by her.She wanted to leave the family to seek her own happiness,but many times’ decisions were denied in the end.She could not bear to see the little brother starving.Ordinarily,she had to receive Father’s scolding and whipping.Her clothes were given by the neighbours.When she saw others wear new clothes to spend the New Year,her heart was distressed as if it was stinged by bees.Bitter tears came into her eyes.Hearing some one call her,she swept the tears and rushed out.
People said she was the best choice.And she also was glad to accept their simple idea.Because their idea was for her good.That night,she lay on the bed.She tossed and turned in bed,and was unable to sleep.Youth,the unlimitedly beautiful youth!Now the hazy passion was just stirred,and only the heart which was beating intensely could indistinctly felt it.A series of ideas hit her head,but she could not get them into shape.The time was too short to let her take a decision,but one was clear that she had to go to Anhui.
The next morning,She specially planted a narcissus flower on her hair.The rich man’s eyes swept her up and down,and she was not afraid at all. She rejoiced from the bottom of heart that she would leave the peasnat family and go over to a man’s houses soon.She jumped on the bus to be driven towards Anhui without hesitation.
Saying goodbye to the ordinary and dirty paths,the simple houses and the rough roads,she felt much dependable.The yellow leaves of the old banyan fall in profusion,and only the naked branches were left.The curled fallen leaves were lift by autumn wind,sipinning and floating over the road.Her face wore a naughty smile……
The bus came to a stop at a village of Anhui.There was a house by the road.The brick walls’ facings had peeled off,and they looked like having been covered with manges.Turning the houses stood there inexplicably,the road was divided into two branches.She stood over there and could not move a little as if her feet were nailed on the ground,and she immediately came to realize that she was cheated.She wanted to abuse the animal who was in front of her and had not paid Father a cent.While she herself was willing to follow him.Heaven,you had played tricks on me!But no.It was she herself who had bet the fate the youth.She wanted to abuse him,but did not make a sound.All the anger was written on her face.
Two months later,they came back to visit Father.She tried to conceal the sufferings that could not be expressed,and she had realized the beast in human form.When she wore fashions and appeared in people’s sights,people looked her with praise and envy eyes.This sprinkled warm sunlight on her wet heart,and the injured heart got a little comfort.She felt intoxicated and forgot the condition of reality.She described how wonderful their life was to Father against her will,and left for Anhui again the next morning.People got to know that Shuixian’s husband was a cheat.He had promised her father twenty thousand yuan,but in fact he had run away and had not paid her father a cent.People all scolded her father,and it was he who had sent his daughter away before dawn.He also regretted very much.At that time he saw Daughter off,he wore a shirt stained by oil,looked worried and sad,and his heart could not be calm for long.After an extremely controdictory struggle of thoughts,he tried to be seemed to be not give a damn.How could he face the village people?And his conscience would plague him for it.
A heartbreaking news was heard that her husband was involved in the eddy and carried away by the cruel floodwater when he was fishing.Her life got worse,and it almost liked a pool of stagnant water.In the hard days,she didn’t know what was happiness.She had to worry over food,and had to go from place to place to make a living.She had to struggle for existence on the verge of starvation.The endless days to be suffered were gnawing at her heart.Her heart was broken……
She left,and still lived in a village.The expectation of childhood had come to nothing,and the dreams she had had had turned into froth.She left,taking the village people’s ignorance and having no alternative along,and only left poverty,regret and sighs……
The autunm wind cleaned up the trunk,and the old banyan still looked at the village’s people kindly.The former sounds and smiles had disappeared quietly,only to find a helpless and cold face.Oh,old banyan,how many dreamlike stories had been seen,and how many joys and sorrows had been heard.