Half of the forest in the black alley is caused by the sun's back, and half is from people's rendering. Anyone who grew up in the alley has heard the adults' threats since childhood: "Throw you into the alley!" Wait for this generation to become parents, and then use this to scare their children. has been passed down for two generations, and it can be regarded as the origin of the black alley.

The Black Alley is at the bottom of the large alley, which is led by a sandwich alley. The lane is actually a nullah that runs between the gables of the two buildings. In the renovation of pipelines in municipal construction, I don't know when, it was no longer used as an open channel, leaving only a shallow ditch that dried up. Due to the hijacking of the gables on both sides, it has no light all year round, and it is gloomy, which is the prologue of the black alley.

So, what's in the alley? This is where the rumors come in. People say that it used to be a cemetery, and although the buildings were built and the cement was pressed, from time to time, there would be ghost fires like fireflies; another legend is that it was the execution ground, where the Japanese shot and killed patriots; and then entered the modern history, saying that there were children who were "stripped of pigs", that is, stripped of their clothes and stuffed into the garbage bins in the alleys, and there was a woman who hanged herself, because she was stolen from the family's food stamps and cloth stamps. It sounds like these ominous and terrible things are accumulating and growing with the course of society, which means that it will continue to have accidents, that is, its gloomy nature is still in the active period, and it can erupt at any time.

Thus, it stimulates children's curiosity. It is often seen that a group of excited children huddle at the mouth of the lane, encouraging each other to enter the lane and pass into the black lane at the other end. In the third or fourth day of the afternoon, the black alley at the other end did not appear dark, on the contrary, there was a bright light flowing through, but it was even more unpredictable with a cement-colored interlude. There are Lu Yong's children who can't withstand the agitation of everyone, and they get into the trap - as I said, the lane is actually an abandoned nullah, so the ground is concave, and you need to spread your feet, step on the edge of the ditch on both sides, and walk over. The first few steps were nothing, but after a few more steps, small insects thundered up and pounced on their faces, and then, cobwebs covered their eyes, and a stream of coldness rose from the soles of their feet. The boy turned back and ran wildly the way he came, and he slipped off the edge of the ditch countless times, and tripped himself at the bottom of the ditch. Finally ran back to the mouth of the lane, and saw the light of day, but everyone formed a human wall to block his way out. At that moment, his eyes glowed brightly, caused by fear. That night, the child developed a high fever and was taken to the emergency room, where each child was warned. The dangerous game stopped for a while, and then, the lesson was forgotten, and the children gathered again.

The children in the alleys live in an artificial world, and both danger and happiness are artificially created. If they don't let them play this, what can they play? However, in the end, no one dared to go into the depths of the alley, and everyone didn't dare to seriously coerce anyone, so the pain of that experience still survived and joined the history of the black alley. The little ones avoid approaching it alone, and of course, gathering to heckle is another matter. And, strangely, I haven't seen anyone coming from the black alley at the other end of the lane, and the other end is always quiet. The alley is actually the ravine of the city, and people are blind creatures, following the trend of the cliff, and they don't know where they will end up.

The little ones usually come here in the afternoon after school, which is the time when the discipline is most relaxed, when the school is out and the adults have not yet come home. They unloaded their school bags, ran out of the house, and stood leisurely. In the eyes of young preschoolers, they are already admirable people who have entered society, so they slowly move closer to them. Sometimes, there will be a handful of middle school students in their group, and even their faces will have an almost flattering stammering expression. He wears leather shoes, his shirt is tied in the waist of his trousers, and the cuff of his pants is turned out with a gram - the word "cover" comes from the English "COVER", indicating that it is the true history of clothing in this city. He put his hands in his trouser pockets, occasionally pulled them out, and smoothed his ears and temples, and his sideburns were shaved blue, and there was nothing to smooth, so he quickly lowered his hands again and inserted them into his trouser pockets. However, at this moment, the demeanor came out. He didn't need to speak, only slightly tugged at the corners of his mouth, and his attitude came out, enough to dominate the whole situation. This is the class society of children, divided according to age. At this time, those elementary school students were all very rapping and noisy because of their competition to perform and flatter. As for preschool children, they don't say a word, they are like insects and ants, and they can't get into people's eyelids at all.

However, the game of Black Alley excites people from all walks of life. People teamed up to push a person into the lane, and the person struggled to break through, grabbed the one closest to him, and hugged him to the mouth of the lane. People don't care who they change, they just squeeze hard, and that person is like a substitute for the dead, and he has to find the next substitute for the dead ghost before he can get out. All this uproar was started by elementary school students, who disdained to participate and only laughed, but it undoubtedly contributed to the frenzy and made people even more crazy. Even the young children were motivated, screaming and running around the crowd, stumbling between their legs and feet. The black alley at the other end was even more silent. Some of the light passed by, and the cobwebs in the flanks lit up and went out again. The crowd was crammed into the mouth, their backs slamming against the rough walls, and the bottom of the open ditch was already underneath their feet. It's like an arrow on the verge of an abyss, and everyone is yelling and screaming, as if the pot is boiling. On the periphery of this crowded crowd are often weaker children, whose physical strength and passion are slightly inferior to those at the forefront, and who cannot play the role of the protagonist in this fierce and thrilling game, so they are on the edge. Suddenly, one of them felt a blow to the back, and although the strength was not great, because he was defenseless, he almost stumbled. Surprised, I turned around and saw that it was a little girl, her face was flushed, and she bumped into him again. He was still a beat slower to react, and was hit by her again. She jumped to her feet with joy, her face turned redder, and her forehead was drenched with sweat and stuck to her head. At this moment, the world is already in the midst of extreme chaos, and there is no reason to speak of it. He shifted his position to the side to avoid entanglement with her, but she thought she was afraid of her, so he followed and pounced on her again. Apparently, he was captured as her playmate.

This time, he let go of her, and she didn't give up, and came back to him again. So, one let, one forced, and finally, he left the crowd and went home. The child didn't go with him, and she couldn't give up the excitement here, she stopped, looked at his back regretfully, farther and farther away, and finally turned into a horizontal alley. The corners of the courtyard wall were covered with oleander flowers, and the child walked under the flowers and disappeared.

In the oleander season, the days are getting longer, and the children's stay in the alley is delayed. Adults are blinded by the light of day, and there will be a moment of negligence. In the evening, a larger gathering was disbanded, but there would still be some stragglers, scattered in the alleys, having fun, lingering, holding on to a slight hope, waiting for another ** to set off, but the general trend has gone, and the song is over. The boy I just said was under the control of the family since he was a child, and when he grew up, he helped to control his brother, and returned to the door in time to help his grandmother serve food and tidy the table before his parents got off work. Just as he was shuttling back and forth between the kitchen and the living room, he saw a crack in the door of the kitchen facing the back, and there was an eye in the gap, large and round, which was the child who pushed him, and I don't know how she found here. He took a stack of bowls in his hand and pushed the door shut with his elbow, his eye locked in the twilight outside.

Later, he saw the child often. She was one of the young children who followed them, somehow, always alone. Even preschool children are a small society, with parties in groups and necks, whispering and going in and out. As for her, she leaned against the wall with her hands behind her back, or sometimes bent one leg against the wall behind her, watching her peers play with a look of disdain. As soon as she turned to a big child like them, her face immediately turned eager. However, this time, it was time for her to receive a disdainful look. Think about it, who can pay attention to her? Their gang, all boys, girls of their age, are already learning to be ladies, hidden in the boudoir and no one is visible. Like a child, you don't even have a gender yet.

She stood alone against the wall, a little lonely. He couldn't help but look at her, and this time she was caught by her, and she felt like a hunting dog. She walked towards him, and he pretended not to see, changed places, and circled the perimeter of the circle. He was always on the periphery of the human circle. It's a matter of character, he's not the kind of kid who is the leader, and the kid who is the leader needs to be pioneering and leader. He's not the kind of character who follows him, and what he needs is loyalty, even some foolishness. All in all, he is neither handsome nor talented, he is a viewer. It's a bit like an artist, on the one hand, he lacks the ability to act, but on the other hand, he can appreciate the joy of action, so he enjoys it in nothingness. Therefore, he was present in the games in the alley, including stirring up troubles and picking quarrels. Inevitably, sometimes he was blinded and sued against his parents, and then he would be beaten. His parents are role models for teaching their children in the alley, and they never show favoritism. The flip side of this virtue is that children are wronged, but they don't plead their ways, and children in that era basically grew up with grievances and beatings.

So he moved a few steps along the periphery of the crowd, and the child followed, and he moved a few more steps, and the child followed, as if grinding, and walked around the crowd. Today's game is not to go to the black alley, but to play "officers and soldiers catch robbers". First, the two people with the most power to speak will decide who are the "officers and soldiers" and who are the "robbers" by guessing the boxing, and then select their own people. The first to pick away is always those who are agile and strong, and then they have to pass some favors, and they are the ones who make good choices, and he is in this category, usually after the third and fourth rounds of selection, he has a home. Soon, the crowd split into two groups, forming a standoff situation. At the sound of the order, the "robbers" scattered in all directions, and the "officers and soldiers" pursued and intercepted them, and pursued them relentlessly, and once they touched the body of the "robbers," the "robbers" were immediately killed. This alone is simple, however, the alley game is actually very delicate, and there is a maneuver left in the rules, that is, if the "robber" stands still before touching the hands of the "officers and soldiers", it can be regarded as disarming and surrendering, and he will become a prisoner from then on. Stay in the green hills, have their own firewood, but when the "robber" accomplices arrive in the saddle - pat the prisoner's body with their hands, they can be released from prison and re-out of the mountain. The whole alley was in an uproar, the footsteps were rattling, body and body, slap and slap, the snapping sound of the impact, the shouts of the robbers, the internal response of the prisoners, the orders and drinks of the officers and soldiers. The children all stood on tiptoe against the wall, and could not stick to the wall. "Officers and soldiers" and "robbers" roared and whistled in front of their faces, covering their heads with dust, and they inevitably had to eat some cold fists. In such a dangerous situation, no one escaped, all of them were pale, and their eyes were full of admiration and envy. Soon he became a prisoner, and at the last moment, the hands of the "officers and soldiers" were only a little far from him, and he restrained his feet. Several times when his comrades approached him, they were all driven away by the "officers and soldiers", and even sacrificed one - he was taken seriously. Suddenly, a man came out of the foot of the wall, went straight to him and patted him, and it turned out to be the child. He wanted to get out of the way, but he was restricted by the rules and couldn't move. The child came up and patted him again, and said, "Run!" she thought she could save him, and how could she tell her clearly, but she didn't understand why the child was staring at him. The child came and slapped him for the third time, and finally got annoyed, and his anger was only to lift his legs and go home. His unauthorized withdrawal was disrespectful to the whole group, and both the "officers and soldiers" and the "robbers" were emotionally indignant. Someone chased him to his door and knocked on the back door. The door was slammed shut, and at the end of the knock came open, but it was his grandmother who came out. asked my grandmother for someone, and my grandmother said that the person was doing his homework and couldn't do his homework well, and his mother would come home and scold him. So I could only walk back, reorganize the team, and start another game.

The child staggered to the door of his house, and the door was now hidden, and a crack was opened, and only a corridor led to the front room, the door of which was open, and there was no one. Actually, he saw her. He sat in a corner of the room, at a square table with his textbook on the table. The line of sight was right through the corridor and reached the back door, where the back alley was full of bright sunsets, and there was a small figure inside.

For the next two days, he didn't go out when he came home from school. No matter how boiling in the alley, he sat at home, finished his homework, and drew on scratch paper: warships, tanks, cannons, and the swords of the ancients. He saw the little figure again, stopped at the back door, and tentatively walked inside, already in the hallway. He stepped over, hid behind the door, and quietly closed it. But on this day, at dinner, the child appeared at the door of his room, and no one paid attention to how she got in. In the warm spring season, when the doors were mostly open, she stood at the door and watched them eat. His mother asked her whose child it was, but she did not answer, and when her mother asked her who she was looking for, she did not answer. So he didn't pay attention to it anymore, and the family ate by themselves. He buried his head deeply, almost hiding his head in the bowl, knowing in his heart who the child was looking for. After a while, a woman in a blue cloth shirt and a combed bun came to her and took the child away. Grandmother recognized this woman, she was a person hired by the people in the previous alley, a dual-income worker, a cadre in an agency, and she was too busy to take care of the children, so the children lacked education so much.

After a few days of stuffiness at home, it wasn't a long way, so I went out again, but the alley was strangely silent. Obviously, in the few days that he was closed, something new happened in the alley, like a mistake in farming. The older children didn't know where they went, and the alley became the world of the little ones. But they are so small, so small that they don't know how to play much, and they don't have decent things, and the broken things in their hands are all discarded by their brothers and sisters. Broken rubber bands, knotted shapes, broken marbles, glass shards, playing cards I don't know how many cards are missing—they practice their game skills on these discarded objects, patiently waiting for the day to mature, this is the inheritance in the alley. These poor creatures are usually driven by the big children, avoiding the ground left and right, and trying to survive in the cracks. Now, in the face of a magnificent alley, the world has suddenly expanded to infinity, and they can't believe it, still shrinking their hands and feet, and slipping through the wall. In this shrinkage, there is a kind of **, as if they are about to take over this world, so they hold their breath.

He was in a daze, and a man ran out of the children, and ran straight to him, which was her. The eagerness, as if they were old acquaintances. He instinctively stepped back, but she had already come to him, and said, "I know where they are!" And she said, "I will take you to them." As he spoke, he turned around and walked in front, walked a few steps, looked back, and saw that he was really walking behind him, so he was relieved, and his expression became solemn. The children at the base of the wall stopped what they were doing at this time, looking at the two people in front of and behind, this situation is really a bit like the fable of "fox fake tiger might". The child walked out of the alley, went straight to the bottom of the alley, and walked to the alley, and the child suddenly stretched out his foot inward, and then withdrew it, and turned to him, and said, "Lie to you!" He felt that he had been fooled, and he was fooled by the child, and his face changed color, and he turned back to go back. The child hurriedly chased after him and stopped him, saying, "There they are!" At this time, he heard the noise of people, and he was at the mouth of the last row of alleys at the bottom of the alley. There is an iron gate on the iron fence, facing the side road, which is called the entrance of the small alley. Now, people are gathered in the small alley. He walked briskly over and left the child behind.

It turned out that their gang was engaged in a resistance movement to resist the invasion of children in the neighboring alley, which had lasted for two days. Every afternoon after school, the two sides face off inside and outside the iron gate. The gang inside the alley closed the iron door and tied it to the pin, while the people outside shook the door and shouted, and the iron fence rattled. At this time, there were residents in the alley who wanted to enter and exit from the small alley, and they pushed the iron door impatiently, so they had to pull out the pin and let them go. The children in the neighborhood took the opportunity to rush over like a tide, and the eyes of the people here were quick and they worked together. This iron gate is a narrow half-leaf, which is naturally conducive to defense and not conducive to attacking. The children of the neighboring alley attacked several times, resisting the iron gate and not allowing it to close, but it was only so far, and there was no more success. The people in the alley were excited, but unexpectedly, an accomplice ran in a rage, and reported silently that the other party had divided his men and moved to the entrance of the alley, trying to attack head-on. Sure enough, there were obviously few people outside the iron gate, and the shouting and whistling were also very pretended, and they really didn't tire of deceit! He ran around in the middle of it, because he hadn't been to play in the alley for a few days, and he felt extra liberated and free at this time. Ran out of the alley, straight to the alley, the enemy's whistling sound was heard in the distance, and then, a figure flashed into the alley, and in a blink of an eye, it was overwhelming, pounced.

In terms of numbers, there are obviously more people outside the lane than inside, because not only the children in the neighboring lane, but also those on the street. Their alley is the largest in this block, the building is neat, there are more than a dozen rows of horizontal alleys in front and back, and they are separated by a wide straight alley. Between the two sides of the horizontal lane and the horizontal lane, it is connected by a carved cast iron fence, which is strictly protected and has a threatening momentum, so it arouses people's desire to invade. The people in the alleys are somewhat lonely in their struggles, and no matter how big the alleys are, how many people are in the alleys, but the world outside the alleys is open to the whole society. However, it is precisely because of this closed nature that the organization is relatively tight, which is conducive to the implementation of the strategy. There is a soul figure among them, that is, the middle school student, who is second in the family, and people call him the second brother. He doesn't do anything, he only shows wisdom, and the person who looks out at the wind at the mouth of the big alley is his arrangement. When it comes to the plan of attacking the east and west, with him present, he can not be chaotic and respond in time. When people met the entrance of the big alley, he trotted to the side, like a coach on the sports field, and the military spirit was stabilized.

They ran towards the alley, and the second elder brother commanded all the way, opened the front, outflanked both sides, and controlled the big iron gate at the entrance of the alley, which was quickly closed to form a fortification, and at the same time, the middle road was resisted with the flesh. At this time, when the second elder brother saw him in the team, he couldn't help but scold: At a critical moment, you are still taking the little sister with you! He looked down and saw that there was a child behind him, stumbling and trying to pull his shirt. He let go of her hand, stepped forward quickly, and rushed to the front line, the first to meet the opponent in a short fight, and the two threw themselves together, and there were countless hands behind both sides, intertwined horizontally and vertically. The two large iron gates slowly pushed forward, first squeezing them in the middle, then pushing out the hand-to-hand combat army together, and finally pulling their own people back, dividing them into two parts: inside and outside the barrier, and between the enemy and us. The old man in the alley jumped outside the crowd, and was abused on both sides, but in the end, there was a distinction between position and duty, and he still struggled to squeeze into the crowd, opened the door with a "bang", and said angrily to the rebels outside the alley: "Little thief, who dares to come in, try it!" Although there are not many words, it is the momentum of fighting for life, which makes people can't help but be discouraged, so the defenders won a great victory. On the way back to the camp, the second elder brother walked up to him and asked him: Why did you bring a little sister? This time it was a joke, and people laughed and looked for "little sister" at his heels, but "little sister" was long gone, and he didn't know where he squeezed to. He wanted to distinguish that it was not his "little sister" and had nothing to do with him, but how could his mouth be worth the mouth of the second elder brother? This is a world of power, and it is also a world of turbidity, so he kept silent. On this day, there was something even more unfortunate waiting for him, that is, the beating of his mother. In the afternoon of tearing, his new beige khaki jacket was crumpled into a mess, and the joints between the shoulders and sleeves were blooming. When he got home, before he could beg his grandmother to clean up, his mother had already entered the door. Fang just said that this family of disciplining children is a model for the whole alley, and the children are neatly dressed and behave properly when they come out of the door. The mother was not only angry for ruining the new clothes, but also inferred the moral gaffe from the miserable state of the clothes. The price of this training is that a wooden hanger is discounted.

The next day, on the way to the vegetable market, the grandmother reported to the neighbors what happened the night before, half of them were distressed by her grandson's hardships, and the other half were self-satisfied with their tutoring. As a result, everyone in the alley knew that the child had eaten through the clothes rack, and some parents felt that the punishment the day before yesterday was not severe enough, so they made up for it. But he could no longer go out, with fresh traces of punishment on his body, not in the flesh, but in dignity. Teenage boys can be regarded as teenagers, and they feel that they need to be older, and they are no longer suitable for beating and scolding. But who let him be born in such a well-behaved family, and a grandmother who rapped. Fortunately, it was a Sunday, and he didn't go out, and his playmates in the alley didn't dare to call him because they knew his lesson. In the afternoon, his parents took their brother to his uncle's house to play, but he did not go, but stayed at home with his grandmother. The grandmother was making clothes on the sewing machine, and he looked at the old comic strips from the beginning, and the children and grandchildren were very quiet. His grandmother told him to sit on the kitchen stove for a pot of water, and he got up and went to the kitchen. At this time, it was already three o'clock, and when the sun arrived, the back lane filled with brilliant brilliance, and overflowed into the kitchen through the crack in the door. On Sunday afternoons, it is always quiet, and the children are restrained by adults, and the alley becomes a peaceful world. He couldn't help but glance out of the hidden kitchen door, and unexpectedly saw the child, who was crouching at the base of the wall opposite the back door of his house, and had been waiting for a long time, when she swished to her feet and ran over. The expression on her face was still eager, I don't know if this is the case, or if he has hidden intentions, and there is a sense of regret in this expression. He suddenly became angry, and thought that if she hadn't led him, he wouldn't have gotten involved in the fight, and there wouldn't have been a series of humiliations afterwards. He slammed the back door shut, and when the door rang, he heard a terrible cry, and knew that it hurt the child. But he was not afraid at all, and a wave of joy rose from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and the depression that had been until now from last night dissipated, and he finally paid off his debt to the injustice of this world.

I don't know if it was because of the collision, the child never followed him again, and a few times they met his eyes and eyes, and they quickly got out of the way. However, the second elder brother's banter had just begun, and once, he specially recruited children to come over-who did the second elder brother recruit, and who dared not come? The child stood in front of the second elder brother, looking up to see him, and the children outside the crowd were quiet. The second elder brother asked her to call herself "uncle", and the child said: You are not granduncle, you are the second elder brother. Everyone laughed and thought the kid was really funny. Ordinary children have always longed to be favored by older children, but at this moment, they are like sheep in a wolf pack, making people sweat. The children retreated to the base of the wall, not saying a word. The second elder brother said, "You call me the second elder brother, so what should you call him?" The second elder brother pointed at him. The child looked at him, his eyes darkened, and he did not answer. The second elder brother said: You should call him elder brother, called! Everyone laughed even harder, and he also smiled, but his face was stiff. The second elder brother said again: "Scream!" The child shook his head and remained silent. The second elder brother was somewhat faceless, so someone helped coerce the child and made her call "Brother". But the child was very stubborn, and kept his mouth shut and did not scream. The second elder brother played a round: Forget it, let her go! The child got out of the circle and ran back.

On this day, the children gathered at the entrance to the black alley, and looked over the alley to that end, jumping excitedly. Their attraction to the black alley is actually to learn from the older children, which also shows the inheritance of the tradition of the black alley. It's like a rite of passage, and a little child has to go through it in order to grow into a big child. At that time, the older children were already a little disdainful of the black alley, and they passed indifferently through the alley, but he suddenly had a question, why didn't the attacking alley break through this alley? It was completely open and unobstructed. His gaze lingered in the tangle for a moment, and on the way back, he passed the child, and he saw the child's cowering expression, and she was afraid of him. He quickened his pace, kept up with the crowd, and moved forward.

The activities in the alley are cyclical, and after a period of ** has passed, there will be a quiet moment. At this stage, the alley is very deserted. Occasionally, a child goes out and walks back and forth in the alley, even if he meets a former playmate, the playmate's attitude is cold, and he has to go home. These lonely wanderers who are hanging from each other add to the loneliness of the alley. It is difficult to find out whether the leaders are sick or have gone to relatives' homes and are leaderless, or it may be that the school curriculum has reached a critical stage, or parents have tightened their control. In fact, it is more likely that there is no cause at all, just a tidal movement, ebb and flow. The alley is also ecological, and children are a very primitive animal, and in them, they often reflect the laws of nature. In such a silent time, the children are scattered in various hidden spaces, each brewing the cause of the next round of **. This brewing is carried out unconsciously, completely blindly. However, you may say that they are blind, but they show a certain purpose, that is, when they come out of the mountain again, they will tend to the same direction. As if it had been discussed beforehand, start playing the same game, saying the same mantra, and making the same metaphorical gestures. This is also the relationship of ecology, in the same environment, the same form grows. This kind of separate brewing moment, some are close to hibernation, the larvae metamorphose in the restful sleep, the seedlings secrete hormones in the restful sleep, and each person struggles, and works hard in their own nest, and the next big golden egg. At this time, those who walk in the alleys looking for playmates and games, even under the sun, seem to be sleepwalking, confused, and most importantly, lonely. Everyone else is in the shell, just himself, wandering in the empty alley. The courtyard wall in the alley, the wall of the building, and the cement floor are so clean that they turn white and become a white alley.

On this day, he was sent by his grandmother to buy something, and by this time, all the children became well-behaved. He walked out the back door, turned out of the alley, and walked to the next alley, where he walked out the child, and her mother. The child's hand was in his mother's hand, his back was straight, and he walked without squinting, looking proud. He was about half a head taller than the child, her head was just below his eyes, and she wore a hairstyle commonly known as a "toilet seat", with a thin neck between her shiny black hair and the ruffled neckline. He suddenly felt an itch in his hand, and he wanted to slap it on the neck. Walking to the entrance of the alley, he parted ways with them. He walked across the street to the food store, bought the things his grandmother had specified, and then walked back into the alley. At that moment, he saw the child again, walking a meter in front of him. This time she was alone, and her mother was gone. She held a green lotus in her hand, but, not interested, let it hang down and hang over the pleats of her plaid skirt. She walked slowly with her head bowed, her back bent. Apparently, she was sent back with a lotus pod by her mother, who had no intention of taking her with her in the first place. He could see that the child was crying, not loudly and urgently, as he had when he hit her, but by crying. As he approached her house, he quickened his pace and walked next to her, parallel to her. But she did not see him, she could not see everything around her, and she sank into great sorrow. He knows that children have their own world, and no one else can enter it.

When I saw the child again, it was already in the revival period of alley life. All the children of the elderly, middle-aged and young seem to go out of the house under a command, like relatives who have been absent for a long time, looking for each other, inquiring, greeting each other, and gathering into different groups. The child was among them, and she was more gregarious than before, and she had companions, head to head, foot to foot, playing a cruel game, which was to flood the ant hole. They use enamel cups to catch tap water, carefully inject them into the ant hole in the corner, and wait for the ant to escape from the hole. The water overflowed from the hole and flooded their shoes, but they refused to stop and continued to pour cup after cup. The child's face flushed with excitement as he walked between the tap and the hole in the wall, and when he walked in her way, she let out a roar: "What are you doing?" This is the difference in age, and in him, he has reached the age of reason. Because of this, he stopped his steps and let her go.

The child has already let him go, but the second elder brother has not let him go. The second elder brother likes him in his heart, and likes him to be quiet and quiet. At such an adolescent age, many understandings and feelings are clustered together, and it is too late to settle them one by one, and it is inevitable that they will be misplaced. Therefore, the second elder brother's liking was shown in a cruel way, and he teased him. The joke is about the kid. This also reflects another characteristic of puberty, which is the interest in the relationship between boys and girls. Although the child is not a girl, but the real girls are not all in the boudoir? embroidering cross flowers, singing movie interludes according to songs, or muttering and talking about private words, those private words are not enough to listen to the maturity of the second elder brother. Therefore, if it is a real girl, the second elder brother will be timid, he can only be the king in these little boys, and the children will not be able to see through his weakness. Now, the second elder brother is dedicated to making the child happy with the boy. came to "catch the robbers", that is, he did not let the "officers and soldiers" want him, nor did he let the "robbers" want him, on the grounds that he had a "little sister" with him, and he was very boring. So, he was removed from the game, stood for a while, and then turned around and went home. However, the second elder brother didn't allow him to go home, and asked someone to call him out to watch the battle. He didn't dare not come out, he was a little scared of the second elder brother! All the children were scared of the second elder brother! The alley is a society in which the big bullies the small, and there is a good ballad: "The big bully the small, the treasure of the present world" points out the facts in the form of moral criticism. The second elder brother designated the place where he stood, and did not let him hinder the game, nor let him hinder himself as a referee. As a result, he became a prisoner who could never be saved. He stood alone next to the side, with a feigned smile on his face, watching the "officers and soldiers" and the "robbers" fight each other. Both the "officers and soldiers" and the "robbers" were particularly excited, and their happiness was multiplied by his misfortune, and they laughed and shouted exaggeratedly, exaggerating the tense and intense atmosphere, so as to set off his loneliness and desolation. The second elder brother was satisfied with everything in front of him, this was the drama scene he designed and directed, and they were all puppets.

Suddenly, he was touched, and when he turned his head, he saw that it was a child, with his hands behind his back, leaning against the wall. He moved to the side, keeping his distance from her, indicating that the two had nothing to do with her. But the second elder brother saw it and shouted loudly: "Don't move!" The game in full swing stopped in an instant, and the "officers and soldiers" and "robbers" all gathered here. The second elder brother pointed at him: Stand back! He turned around to leave, but the second elder brother refused to let him, pushed him to his original position, and stood with the child. He struggled to leave, but the child trotted after him, leaning against the wall with his hands behind his back, and looked up at the second elder brother with obvious provocation. He moved away again, and she followed again, her eyes kept looking at the second elder brother. People were already laughing and surrounded him and the child. The second elder brother stretched out his arms and propped himself up against the wall, blocking his way, and he had nowhere to escape. He doesn't hate the second elder brother, he hates the child, and hates the child's morality. This morality did not bring him justice, but endless humiliation, and he did not ask for her morality, which was completely imposed. Why? She had to rely on herself, and he didn't owe her anything! Eventually, he broke through the encirclement and rushed home.

In the next few days, he didn't go out, and the second elder brother didn't let people call him, deliberately snubbing him. That day, he didn't give face to the second elder brother, he offended the second elder brother, this is not what he wanted, the blame is on the child, he hates it in his heart. Outside the door, there was the laughter of the companions, and occasionally the voice of the second elder brother, a deep and low, male voice that had completed the voice change. He also heard the voice of the child, one of the birds chirping - why could she go out? He alone is being punished by public opinion. The revival of life in the alleys was like spring in nature, when everything sprouted and hormones were secreted, and it was a commotion! His brothers were also running around the alleys, and all the children were in high spirits, but he was the only one who sat at the table, his eyes on the books and papers, quiet on the outside, but noisy in his heart. He's been banished from the world! He couldn't help but stay in the kitchen, peeking out the back door. Once, when his eyes were on the child, he saw the child kicking a broken shuttlecock with all his feathers, and one of the stems had been broken. She kicked unlawfully, and every time she fell to the ground, she picked it up and kicked it again. And you have to avoid the legs and feet of the big children, which are very rough legs and feet, which can crush the little ones into mud. But she didn't care, and concentrated on her game. She was having a good time, he thought. Just thinking of this, the child suddenly dropped the shuttlecock, ran towards the back door, and hurriedly pushed the door, she had already pounced on the crack of the door, and said hurriedly: He is not there!

He knew who the "he" the child was talking about, and he felt embarrassed and angry because the child saw through his mind, but the back lane was full of the golden light of the afternoon, and the oleander shadow on the opposite courtyard wall swayed on his face. His heart was beating, he stood for a moment, steadied himself, pushed the door and walked out. With a pretended ease, as if he was about to go out, one hand was stuck diagonally in his trouser pocket, and even, the other hand was raised to comb his sideburns, just like the second elder brother used to do. The child did not catch up, but stepped away, indicating that it had nothing to do with her. This little trick shows that there is a tacit understanding between him and her.

He walked over to his playmates and walked among them, and no one particularly noticed his presence. Obviously, they didn't pay special attention to his alibi either. He was a little disappointed, but overall relaxed. They got together, there was nothing special to do, not even to say anything, just standing head to head, looking at each other's shoe tips. This is the play of young people, and they are all young people who are about to become young people. The second elder brother was really not there, no one mentioned him, and very vaguely, there was a happy mood in the crowd. People restrained, but still smiled, a little sophisticated for their age. As soon as he joined them, it was natural that this smile also came to him. At this time, the light between the oleander leaves carried a shadow, directly poured on his body and top, and the spicy smell in the stamens was particularly helpful in driving away the qi of separation. As if hearing a command, all the heads that were lowered raised in one direction. Inside a back door, the second elder brother walked out, and his mother walked behind.

The second elder brother wore a coffee plaid shirt tucked into the waistband of a gray serge suit, and a pair of suspenders hung from his shoulders. The hair is parted diagonally, combed flat, and waxed. This fancy and fashionable outfit did not make him mature, but set off his childishness. He kept his head down and didn't glance at people, and at his age, traveling with his mother was an embarrassing thing. He changed his usual oiliness and cringed honestly. The people didn't say a word, and even the young children put away their games, held their breath, and watched him walk by, leaving a back. Suddenly, no one was on the ground, and the crowd erupted in laughter. Inside the laughter is recognition and rebellion against authority, and the children laugh and jump to their feet. In the laughter of everyone, the back of the second elder brother turned around the corner of the horizontal wall and disappeared.

In the days that followed, the child saw him with a feigned coldness on his face. She took her toy and walked past him as if there was no such thing. However, he turned his face and smiled at him. The smile was very secretive, as if his tacit understanding with her had been confirmed. He couldn't deny it, he couldn't refuse, he just ignored it and pretended not to see it. It's quiet, and it's okay. One day in September, when he came back from school, he saw the child walking in front of him, with a schoolbag on his shoulder, and knew that she had gone to school and was a student. His steps were larger, and soon overtook her, and when she saw him again, she smiled at once, as if she were happy and shy about her school. She smiled and turned her head to a run-and-jump step, leaping one step at a time, speeding up and running ahead of him. She ran a few steps and looked back at him, but he turned his face away, pretending not to see. I don't know why, today's alley is so quiet, and no one else has time to go home, only him and her, walking one after the other. She looked back at him again, then continued to run, turning, and entering a back door. Only then did he realize that he had turned an early corner, and walked into the previous alley, and all the alleys in this alley were exactly the same. Annoyed, he turned and ran back, only to collide with the woman who was taking the child home. He got out of the way in embarrassment, ignoring the woman's gaze at him, and ran into his own sideways, glad that the second elder brother was not there. The second elder brother didn't come out for a while, even if he walked through the alley, he walked in a hurry, didn't stop for a while, and didn't look at everyone. In fact, everyone was waiting for him, waiting for him to continue to rule them, but he couldn't pull it off. Older people are more likely to be injured than younger ones, and injuries are less likely to heal.

The day of the new school year is the off-season in the alley. After a long break, school life is full of excitement again, and the little ones are moving around the campus. At the early flag-raising ceremony, in the ranks of the lower grades, there were also children. She was obviously indifferent to him, because of the new companions, and the teachers, the first graders were always infinitely stumbling towards the teachers and infinitely contemptuous of the others. On several occasions he saw the woman of the domestic servant following the child, who jumped on her feet and did not want her to follow. The woman deceptively stopped, and when the child walked forward, she took another step, and the child turned back alertly, and jumped again. Repeatedly, further, two steps back, all the way to the school gate. He was ashamed to be in the same school with such people and things. Thankfully, in another year, he will be able to graduate and enter secondary school.

Now, the child is proud, and she is not pretending, but really turning a blind eye to him. She and her little girlfriends in the same grade, go in and out shoulder to shoulder, and the games they play are also decent. Their rubber bands are double-strand cow tendons, and they wear them one by one, put on wooden spools, and sing while jumping: Ma Lanhua, Ma Lanhua, they are not afraid of wind and rain! The rubber bands and songs are passed down from their sisters. They also make their own game equipment, and the hopscotch button strings are neat and uniform lotus-like plates, and in the snail eating season, they are seen scattered, burying their heads in the concrete floor of the alley frantically grinding the snail shells, grinding out a hole, so that they can be strung into a slippery plate. The olive pit is the finest material, slippery and hard, but it is also difficult to grind, and they almost grit their teeth and grind the olive pit through the rocks. They began to draw a line with the boys, to exclude younger children, both men and women, and when the older children invaded their territory, they quickly moved out of the way and muttered, which showed that they had grown emboldened. In this way, alley life is rising again**, the power of all social strata is changing, and grievances and hatreds are also changing. Unconsciously, time has turned over a hurdle, it is clear that it was only a few months ago, but when I think about it, it seems to be a world away.

It was a Sunday, and his parents took his brother to a relative's house in Suzhou, but he never went. One is that he does not want to travel with his parents, and the other is that he does not want to fight with his brother, preferring to be at home with his grandmother. In the afternoon, I was a little bored and asked my grandmother for a dime to buy a comic book. The bookstore is across the road from the entrance of the small alley at the bottom of the alley, which is their fortress against foreign invaders. On Sundays, most of the children are confined to their homes, with their families, and the alleys are quiet. The shadows of the trees on the courtyard wall on the ground floor have thinned, the whitening ground has fallen leaves, and the sky has become larger and higher, full of sunlight. There was a hint of sweetness in the air, the aroma of figs. As soon as he walked from the interior to the outside, he was a little dizzy, he closed his eyes, and gradually adapted to the brightness and clarity of the light, and the slightest wisps entered his eyelids, and he could see the shadow of his eyelashes. He carried the mouth of the big alley to the bottom of the alley, and saw the child stumbling in the distance. He suddenly remembered the black alley, which had been forgotten by them for a long time, and it was silently lying at the end of the alley, whether you remembered it or not. The child lingered at the mouth of the alley, wading into the water and trying to reach in and retract. Once, she took a few steps inside, and finally withdrew, with an expression on her face that was about to cry, greatly bewitched and at the same time terrified. When she saw him, she suddenly changed her expression of joy to salvation and beckoned to him. He had pretended not to see it, but her face and movements showed a particularly strong excitement, and he couldn't help but walk over. Seeing him pass, she ran almost in ecstasy, and almost pounced on him, but he got out of the way and walked towards the mouth. He walked fast, and she was left behind. He walked straight into the lane, a damp musty smell hit, and then a cobweb was broken by him. He raised his hand and waved it in front of his face, but there was nothing, and then he felt the charm of the black alley. However, there was a bright daylight at both ends, and the sky above was high and blue, and there was a child behind him. He didn't look back, but he knew she was behind him. Once, she reached out and tugged at the back of his coat, and he shrewdly dodged away - even in this twink, shrouded in ghostly aura, he still had such astuteness. After that, she stopped trying, but obediently followed behind. They stepped on the edge of the ditch with their feet apart, and this step hindered the speed, but step by step, they had already walked half of the sandwich, and now, the way back was farther than the way in, and they had no way back, only forward.

The bottom of the nullah was covered with dust, and small insects were startled by them and crawled in a hurry. Swarms of flying insects passed in front of the eyes and brushed on the face like smoke. Now, approaching the mouth of the lane, looking at the unattainable end from the end of the lane, is getting closer and closer. Finally, a light came to my face. They got out of the alley and stood in another alley, which is the famous black alley, a black alley with generations of legends and confusing alleys. They stood in the alleys of other people's houses, looking around blankly. This alley should be parallel to their horizontal alley, they came out of the alley, and faced the front alley of this alley, a row of black grotto doors closed, as usual, people mostly enter and move through the back door, so there are few people in the front alley. The overall scale of this alley is not as huge as their alley, there is no horizontal alley, and there are no more than ten straight alleys, but the buildings are tall, the pattern is neat, and the weather is much stricter. They stood for a moment, then walked towards the alley. The child was quiet, as if intimidated by the sight, and she followed him woodenly. There was no one in his eyelids, and he was also shocked by this black alley, not because of its abnormality, but on the contrary, it was no different from all the alleys.

They walked to the entrance of the black alley, and an even greater shock occurred, the road at the alley was so familiar, adjacent to their small alley, and the bookstore where he was going to buy comic books was diagonally opposite. Next to the bookstore is a meat stall at the end of the vegetable market, with a cutting board in the sun, a few flies buzzing, all smelling raw meat and sawdust. There are also bowl shops, haberdashery shops, and homes along the street, where daily life unfolds on the street. It was a noisy side street, and the atmosphere of life was extraordinarily steaming, and it was from this street that the children who invaded them were killed. The familiar scene of the past seemed strange at this time, and they re-examined the alley that they had actually walked through countless times, and the signboard of "injection" and "braiding" was hung at the entrance of the alley, and it turned out that it was the black alley! He gladly looked back at the child, who was completely confused, not knowing whether the street scene was strange or familiar, looking east for a while, and west for a while. He stretched out his hand, hooked his fingers around the two straps of the child's strap skirt, and lifted them upward, but the child did not notice. They stood along the street, one big and one small, and the gap between the past was bridged. But it's only such a short moment, and then, he will enter middle school and become an arrogant young man like the second elder brother, and she will become a real girl, and she will never see her in the alley again. And then, what a handsome man he would become! And she would be a lady. From then on, I don't know when we will be able to meet.

Shanghai, December 26, 2007