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After Osamu 2 The plastic chairs in the infusion room of the county hospital will collapse after sitting for a long time.Wei Zhiheng sunk into the blue chair and felt the bones of his lower back pressing against the hard edge.There is tape on the back of his left hand, the needle is buried under the light blue blood vessel, the transparent hose extends upward, the hanging blood bag is half deflated, and the dark red liquid level forms a slanted line on the plastic wall. The nurse leaned against the…-
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After Osamu 1 Afternoon. The thermometer in the studio on the third floor of the Huang family villa showed 12°C.The inside of the floor-to-ceiling window is covered with ice flowers. The ice grows upward from the lower corner of the window pane and branches, cutting the Green Cen Mountain outside the window into pieces.The sun shines through the ice, casting a pale grid on the ground.There is no wind. Wei Zhiheng sat in front of the bamboo loom.The loom occupies the northeast corner of the studio. The…
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new year's day The seats in the auditorium are rows of plastic folding chairs, blue, with sunken seats and raw edges that are pierced into the fabric of school uniform pants.Wei Zhiheng sat in the last row on the right, with his back pressed against the wall, and the moisture from the limestone bricks seeped into his shoulder blades through his sweater.In his right hand he holds a specimen of limestone, ivory white with bands of gray flint, and with a flat base.The stone pressed against my thigh, the…
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2 before winter solstice 8:51. Wei Zhiheng was sitting by the window in the fourth row of the examination room on the third floor of Miluo Building.Cracks on the surface of the plastic seat radiate against the back of the thigh.He tried to adjust his sitting posture, and felt a cramp in his waist. He jumped, stopped, and jumped again.It's not pain, it's soreness, pushing up from the depths of the ilium and reaching the lower edge of the ribs, where it gets stuck. There is a piece missing in the upper…
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1 before winter solstice The barbed wire fence on the northern slope of Lvcen Mountain is covered with white frost.At the intersection of the metal wires, the ice crystals grow in a hexagonal shape, and the branches branch, cutting the rhombus grid into finer geometric patterns.Frost flowers spread upward from the bottom of the mesh in the shape of branches, with their tips pointing toward the sky.Wei Zhiheng stood in front of the net, holding a painting box in his left hand. The belt buckle dug into the…
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Before heavy snow There is a thin layer of ice on the floor-to-ceiling windows of the studio on the third floor of the Huang family villa.The ice spreads upward from the lower corner of the window pane, branching out like branches, cutting the green ash mountains outside the window into irregular blocks of color.Wei Zhiheng stood in front of the easel, pressing the upper edge of the quarto paper with his left hand, and holding a wolf-hair watercolor pen in his right hand. The barrel is of basswood,…
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Xiaoxue 9:47. Wei Mingyuan walked in front carrying the iron bed head.The metal collided with his shoulder blades, making a hollow sound.The hospital bed is an old item that was discarded from the county hospital. The paint on the surface of the white iron pipe peeled off, revealing reddish brown rust. Huang Jinye followed behind, carrying the folded bed board on his right shoulder.Made of plywood, the edges have dents caused by lying down for a long time, revealing the true color of the wood, which is…
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Beginning of winter Wei Zhiheng sat in a wicker chair.My waist was pressed against the hard bamboo strips backrest, and the dull pain from the bone penetration was still there, and the depth of my iliac bone was swelling and shrinking.His right hand hangs on the armrest, his fingernails glowing lavender with white edges.The cuffs were stained with ultramarine paint, which had dried and crusted over.The left hand is spread on the lap, with the palm facing up, and there are five hairs lying on it.The whole…
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frost 23:17. The fluorescent tube in dormitory 307 hummed with overcurrent overhead, and the tungsten wire trembled, casting Wei Zhiheng's shadow on the bottom of the upper bunk bed, stretching and flattening it. He was lying on his side with his left cheek pressed against the pillow. The cotton pillowcase had rough fibers and rubbed against the skin of his cheekbone, causing a slight sting.There is a rusty taste in the mouth, sweet and astringent, and blood is overflowing from the gums and spreading…
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Before the cold dew 17:00. Huang Jinye stood on the edge of the cinder track on the west side of Huizhi Building.His right spike shoe stepped into the ground, and the steel nails embedded in the cracks of the slag, making a scraping sound.The right knee was bent, and the water swayed in the joint cavity, making it gurgling.He was holding a hard object in his hand - a blood scab the size of a fingernail, which came from a mixture of cinders and blood embedded in his palm six days ago. The edges were…
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