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Title Nine May July (1)

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    According to reports, on July 16, 2014, Tropical Storm "Manli" hit ** head-on, stayed for about 3 hours, and then quickly turned to the inland of Guangdong.  During the typhoon hit Hong Kong, 1 died and 12 people were injured

    Affected by "Manli", northeasterly winds of magnitude 6 and gusts of magnitude 8 appeared in the southeastern coast of Guangdong Province, and strong winds of magnitude 7 to 8 and gusts of magnitude 10 appeared along the coast near the Pearl River Estuary. Among them, Pingshan and Longqi in Shenzhen successively  Winds of 26 meters per second (level 10) were recorded, and Daya Bay in Huizhou and Guishan in Zhuhai recorded strong winds of 24 meters per second (level 9).

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    In May, red cherries are just on the market, and in May, the streets are filled with the sweet smell of rotten pineapples.  A girl's heart beats strangely in May, when she either turns day into night in a secret place, or grows wings to fly to a foreign land.

    The beauty Xiangxiang lives by the Nanming River in Yucheng.  Her skin is a delicate wheat color, just like the wheat rice flowers in Yucheng, which are only in buds but not in full bloom.  She is so young, her steps are elastic, her waist is flexible, she often wanders from the south of the city to the north of the city, humming unknown little tunes, dancing when she is happy, and she is as clear and clean as autumn water when she is quiet.  Her relaxed and free heart is always like the crystal water droplets densely covered in the rainy season; but she occasionally feels melancholy, and when the melancholy hits like a tide, the confusion in her eyes is like the mist on the Nanming River, making her walk in  You can see dust in the sun, and you will be in a trance when you hear the sound of the city.

    South, South, Xiangxiang wants to go to the South.  Migratory birds flutter their wings and descend along the edge of the Yunnan-Guizhou Plateau, and further down, they can go to the south.  What is the South like?  Is it the blue water and the fish swimming in it?  Will you not get dizzy when you leave the plateau?  What a blissful vertigo would be the vertigo by the sea, if there was one in the South for your love!

    Xiangxiang once met two southern men on the streets of this city. They had the same shrewd eyes. One was Xiao Qiang, a meteorological expert, and the other was Liu Feng, a businessman.  The weather experts disappeared without a trace just like the seasons change, but the smiling faces of the businessmen are always shaking in front of our eyes.

    The businessman's face was even darker, probably because he had been exposed to too much southern sunlight.  At the same time, it also reminds Xiangxiang of the red boiled shrimp on the turntable table.  There were no shrimps in Yucheng, but in the 1980s, when the southerners came, they airlifted the seafood. Since then, people in Yucheng have eaten shrimps, but when people put the shrimps in their mouths, they always forget  There is a black shrimp intestine on its back.  It is said that the intestines are full of heavy metals in the sea, and those children who eat too much shrimp are especially prone to stupidity.

    After the seafood arrives by air, they are waiting to collect money from various restaurants.  The pace of life in this city is always slower than that in the south, and Liu Feng is often bored.  When he went to the snack street by the Nanming River to eat Changwang noodles, he saw a girl gliding past the street like a bird, as if she had fallen from the sky.  She was wearing what Liu Feng thought was an exotic colorful batik dress, as light as a dragonfly.

    "Where do cherries come from?"

    "Cherries come from Rain City."

    "Where do pineapples come from?"

    "The pineapple comes from us."

    "Where are you from?"

    "Of course I'm from"

    This kind of conversation with a strange man has happened before. The man who disappeared in the blink of an eye in the past is from the same place and has the same accent as the man now. He always politely says "you  line first".

    Because of this, Xiangxiang often wanted to express her heart and soul to this strange and inexplicable man.  The man was very excited and stuttered when he was excited, because he couldn't speak Mandarin well, let alone Yucheng dialect.  So he kept a warm and sincere smile on his face.

    The man calls the wind, and the wind will blow away the fragrance of the flowers. In May and July, when the rain stops occasionally, the sky is full of light yellow pollen.

    It doesn't matter where the man comes from, the important thing is that he has a reliable smile on his face, so that the girl's vision can be relied on, and she can continue to dream endlessly.

    Every three or two days, the man would airlift seafood from the south to several star-rated hotels in the city, earning enough money to return home.  Ever since he set his eyes on the girl named Xiangxiang, he couldn't bear to turn his eyes away, so he simply stayed in a hotel by the Nanming River and stopped flying around.

    He is a good stand-in, because Xiangxiang misses Xiao Qiang, and he is Xiao Qiang's fellow villager, Xiangxiang feels kind to him when he sees him.

    She asked him: "Have you ever been to Huaxi? That is the real 'Little Jiuzhaigou'!"

    "Hehe! What is Jiuzhaigou, I will take you all over the world in the future!"

    Because of her, the man often screamed with excitement, as if he had also been transformed into a bird.  He already loves everything about this rainy city except he can't eat chili.

    He took her to go clubbing, or dancing, or??, and those little yellow flowers that are not famous.  "

    She looked back at the man beside her. The man's face turned green, as if he had changed.  He kept pressing his phone to receive and send messages, and then he stared straight ahead nervously.

    She didn't look at him, she still looked out of the window, not enough.

    In July, all the lychees have been picked, and the longan with plump and sweet fruit is piled up on the side of the road to form a hill. The skin of the thin and small southern women is similar to the color of longan, and their eyes are as round and sunken as longan.  in the eye socket.  They all have the same expression, enthusiastic and shrewd, waving branches in their hands to attract passing vehicles.  On the side of the road, more than a dozen small cars stopped one after another, and buyers got out of the cars, forming a small market.

    Listening to the women praising their longan in Mandarin with a local accent, the girls who came from afar in the car also became excited.  The boring journey made her mouth bitter, and she wished to take a rest and taste the sweet and juicy fruit of the south, but before she asked, the driver drove the car even faster under the urging of the man  .  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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