never sentimentally attached

A God never sentimentally attached to the wild child
[ ] Jiayi's childhood
The rural poor children, childhood is nothing more than a few village partners with similar to mountain climbing, picking wild, Lake farm. Jia translation is, childhood grief appears to be more than happy. No outstanding achievement, did not listen to their elders talk, do a bit, is inevitably a scolding or a badly beaten. When he was very young very rebellious, people do not want to control, want my freedom. Remember the time, his parents go to the game room, played less than ten minutes, spend five cents with walking on the way home, the way that motorcycle bruised hands and feet, home is not a caring mother, let mother sent her knees, serious reflection, he stand a biting cold torture, legs numb did not let up, but never proud head. He silently thinking: someday, he will be like the wind, traveled on both sides of the Changjiang River, floating in the high streets and back lanes, to see everything, in words written story, for everyone to see. Let all men know, Kerry has a small world.
[ Jia 's character ]
Kerry won't bother. Although Jia translation like too many people, too many people who loved. But he is true, not false display of affection. That is because he is too hell-bent like others, not left to their own way, so that their own injuries, even the scars.
[ Jia translation love ]
But the fact is so funny, real and imagined never anastomosis. Since the appearance of her, let him happy, he thought that his story would be rewritten, no one to perform, not treason. But in fact, let him crash more than once, but a hundred times. The interference of his parents, ruthless quarrelling, and even took him out of the house, is it right?" He no longer considered to marry for the purpose, but now will be together, even if the final they cannot get married, he was going to fight for this story, their own story. Without anything, just like each other, and want to be together, no longer a person, a people care about, has loved, that's it, so he is very satisfied. For the future, do not want to think about, so tired, although it is not realistic, but also very naive, but he would like to make yourself a wanton, he wanted to give to deceive their own time, with vigour and vitality, let his own emotional history not as blank.
Sometimes he really wanted, really just wants, she can forgive him, or else they will be very tired, will be very tired, the heart that feels neglected and she can have considered. It can also occur in his world, he is not the pursuit of perfection or other, just feel no need to waste. But she did not understand his feelings, and there is a need to continue? Just not willing to, how love can be so free, so free end, a dry memories, a weak story, only because he loves her? Can you not so good for nothing, in the world of love, live so hard. Jia translation like to do their own, do not want people to be very people bound him, even his future wife, forever in love with his parents. Jia translation will be truly fine translation, not for who to change anything.
[ Jia translation most pain ]
In fact, he also love memories. Lying on the glass window, thoughts constantly stopping the memories of playing, desperately seeking the pieces of the picture, forced together. Remember to leave a moment. She let go of his hand, left in such a hurry, that moment, he hears the sound of a broken heart. Too late to say goodbye, too late to say he loves her, she left him as a man, leaving him open beside the playground, forever forever gone, yes, he let her off. He couldn't hold her hand, she just lost contact. Every time they meet, they like the enemy general, with the murderer, in fact, his heart you don't understand. It is currently the largest fine translation of pain, like so much of the time since, not in the scour the scars, but more moment more deep, deepen the memory, until through his world, with the soul to leave when it will not disappear.
[ ] Jiayi's tears
Jia translation to say, his earnest cry, but it is tearing the heart and lung. Jia is not filial piety, let my parents down cry; Jia to lose precious things, their grievances crying; Jia to hurt yourself, piercing cry; Jia to feelings of leave, silent cry. But in any one crying before, but apart from her. He knew that he could not control, but still bear and forbear, until tears across the pale face. Jia 's cry, so useless, so their fibrillation v., he knew his violent, but still a contemptuous disregard of tears. Jia translation to say: he always strong, always optimistic child.