[REVIEW] I find that more and more familiar look, many people became my companion after a night of sleep, there are some things, some things we have not been able to speak through these words in their turn into donkeys when these things are still I can not speak through. In the morning I was a man or a donkey. In the morning my eyes from a bunch of people or donkey, I maintained a certain angle, set up this beam-like eyes as lamps. If I were a man, I think I went through enough things, you can see things calmly, do not resent or curse a life, or one crowd.I use a healthier, more durable, more efficient point of view of our existence in this world. A bird is weak, a worm is weak, early in the morning there is a bird flying across my window, a bug crawling up my body, I found that they are alive, as they are weak animals, really too small, but they are alive, alive word as heavy as an exclamation point, and like us they are experiencing in the world, which suddenly becomes complicated.At the moment I do not think they’re just living in the form of such a thing, they are foraging, also looking for food, but also the city to earn money, also looking for a treasure and a home.So many years, too old, tired old eyes fell to the ground fell apart, I stood at the window leaning on the window bar, for many years I was more like a passer, now in its own window into the thinking of many things before the year.These are no longer walking in casual, very eager for a roof and a bed, leaving intend to live in this small roof over a lifetime, shelter, Sunrise out, sundown, if he did not Yuanshe into exile again. I appeared in the busy city which as a donkey, more people when I stood in the ranks, one day is someone to call the donkey arouse.I found that while those infected with lifestyle diseases, it is not urgent to curse out, so I repeated the generous estimate ability to withstand heart, and I hand to touch the face, I need to know if it is related to a thick-skinned person.In the days of constantly alternating among the sober one day I discovered that the world is regular, a person to eat, sleep, speech, and action brings results is God clever design of the outcome, all of them one way or another stood still stood, the sun is white or yellow, are the ultimate reflection of something.These things have led us to act one way or another, this is a what a great thing, so I secretly think everything is common. So I do not care about a person’s eyes or the eyes of a donkey, for God’s creation, I am so desirable is.When I was when I personally can not understand the words of the donkey, but I looked at his eyes and the spine slowly pick out some of the past, from the action of a donkey, effort, judged his moment of hesitation full of this world What is the attitude and perception.Over the same pupil, his eyes inlaid with what kind of a world, struggle hard, for ass humiliation, self-reliance, these propositions life collapsed down upon him, is a donkey was not thinking, not warm imagined. Donkey and we do not speak, and Xu Xinhuai cautious, perhaps too shy and not good.For the heart of a donkey so we probably should not speculate, speculation is selfish, but also paranoid. When I can live like a donkey I suddenly understand this world, debauchery, dissipation, I can not predict how much to the dismay of.I never attempted anything cry in the building which, unlike what people swear.Day day I go on the road, on a hard concrete floor leaving no such a sonorous tone footsteps.See downtown buildings, hanging his head down low I can go into the ground paste.Arched backbone practical to do something, then thought and lust, money and status to quickly escape from me.When I was near to the ground, plain face clear understanding of the earth, I know donkeys in this world should be down to earth, to go step by step, the process of growing is part of a donkey, destined not to be understood. I forgot I have seen in which a donkey afternoon, a donkey tears.I was eleven at the junction Lane. I do not know a donkey you weep, that afternoon I was trying to figure out what the world will appear, a donkey tears, perhaps buried scourge together, a sign of some kind of unknown.That afternoon I turned the head, the eyes shine to every corner of the world to view the impending change, I began to watch the color and angle of the sun, watching the river direction and speed, I began to care about people and buildings.However, this world is not the slightest change, the long silence, people are still people like that, as the building is still building, still gently flowing river, nor even fade. I re-watch the donkey, I see myself in the ass eyes, he turned and disappeared in a.I was surprised to find, I am also a donkey, perennial walking on city streets.I always thought he was, I licked his lips awkward smile, how thick it is, how Ben.I can not imagine how it is to laugh when I exaggerated expression of emotion. Over the years I lived in his side, I think so, since I did not go far has been on their side, that’s for sure.Dead ones, such as buildings, city, street, flowers, leaves are grown as before among my life, every single day, they are not the same, sometimes different mood, and sometimes different places, more often of different ages.So I never put these unified look, twenty years ago and took different today, though they do not distinguish on appearance, many people have experienced the war years, humans began to become fragile flower is not it?I often used his bulky mouth off a blossoming flower, thin smell which shares a heat wave-like scent.When I think of a woman’s fragrance, I wanted a flower but also so people get panic just looks gorgeous, she truly has something of it, but the flowers gone through the soil, the woman experienced what too many failed love it?Sometimes I have a strong love, just as they are and not like when Queen assess their own in addition to what is beautiful, because I think if I were a man, I like them so enthusiastic love of their appearance.But I can not, for many years, I found myself a donkey. I’ve been doing somewhere to live, a woman belonging to the old me, and now I think I’m just a virtuous enough mare.When I dragged his tired body home, she is busy before and after the run, to end my cooking water, ran close to me distressed pity.Although I will tired, but still give him the title of a flower, a flower if just gorgeous, you can give love and wish her youthfulness. People know flowers, in fact, the donkey also know that not only donkeys know, all animals would praise his wife.This is me in my heart – the essence of perception from a donkey.I have so many pieces, was destined never quite so one can understand my love.People saying motto: How much to bear alone, on the achievements of the great number.Each time to think, I found myself back any course can load more things, found that even now very tired, but I can carry something a little hooves went forward stride.Sometimes too much thought, I found myself actually personal, when you can walk into a crowd, standing next to the “disc”, I discovered that I have been a shame donkey, for a long months and years , to maintain the same operation, with the same force, and doing no trace imaginary thing difference points.Sunrise out of the sunset, lie in their own circles heavy breathing, and makes me think of it in this city already for several years, when I was very small part of the money earned, I can eat a good meal, please fake a few days, a little bit of meaning vertical.Because I thought of growing old, and I can not be a donkey always have used up the strength of.For many years I have such a busy, for money, for the simple life I think I might have to boil longer like this, at night when I think of grooming their ideal, the ideal is a bad thing to achieve, can not be expected it is to eat, to eat, to sleep, or to the work, a work that year after year, I was suffering from occupational diseases, and how long I can mix in this business, to commit suicide!How can so good death, people always say good death is better than alive, but, to the point where it had to die?Currently I have strength, can be quite a few years, a few years after it where to go?Look after, but you got sick, you say look at it later? I do not know the day started, I gradually found that those who had and I get along is a donkey, they lost walking in the city among heart without relying on the powerful, they have been unable to understand the lost language of the people, they began to try to figure out every donkey in my heart.They scorn to people around, quietly alive.To the stage of estrus, desire howling with each issue head same confusion mare flirt.Reality can not be, so they hope that this desire of life is better, and mating with each head Lost mare, enjoy the thrill of the body, all go to teach the unknown future! Several times whether I like them, in the body to produce a strong desire to feel those impulses, like a stream flowing current rapidly all over my body, I started looking for those little mare show gas in an attempt relationship with them happened.But I soon found their weak point, and I do not want no reason always hurt a donkey, a donkey is it difficult to grow enough for their own selfish desires Why to persecute others.Even willing, you can do through the heart of Hom?I do not know look stupid, even the extreme ideas are so foolish, so hopeless to believe that some of the rules to me what is good, the other donkey has long been flirting, with what I was hoping.I have seen many, many things from the side went on, as if the good years and years. Li Ao said that now the city’s donkey does not disappear, and now people first as beasts of burden, and then when people.Li Ao, I do not know this person, I think I should speak to him through the.Since he knew a dog can change people, then a person can change his donkey also spoke of it!I live in this city for a long time, I have been looking for a personal narrative about a donkey to pull heavy enough to wear this, and also to have a donkey should not have thought this is a dreadful thing.I kept trying to remove those things that troubles me, and those who attempt leisurely donkeys, simple living, bites grass, mare and jump back on the situation in moderation, the rising out of the sunset.How simple, how normal.But I have been unable to restrain his idea, and these ideas just as the spread of the vine.Many times I wanted to go on a wilderness Jiaoji Sheng hysterical, crying a few times, let go kick the child run for a while, but few holidays so I can not leave the city, if I lived in his side, I how can leave their side of it, only that I might have to pull grind more often, only when I pull the mill is more likely to create their own philosophy, I thought, should have to do the donkey donkey philosophy, people can no philosophy, but a donkey does not mean the demise of philosophy.This philosophy should not be sad, but can reasonably explained everything and told to convince others, of course, he should not become a kind of religion, he was just after one thing I really like the effect Toru.And can predict hope and direction. I found more and more familiar look, many people became my companion after a night of sleep, there are some things, some things can not say we’ve been through, they turn into donkeys when these words, these things still can not speak through.After I turned into donkeys still have thought, after they turn into donkeys eyes has no vitality, I have tried to dig something, talk about some things, such as descendants of migrant workers, migrant workers themselves, emotion and desire lost, I would like to find a suitable evidence clearly express what these mean for us. Later, I would like to forget, so much talk about what a donkey, the donkey called unloved listen, just take a bunch of people’s eyes or the eyes of a donkey to see all of it!