Manastire Particulara

Xiao-Cho * 23

Ca de obicei expresia fetei ei nu lasa nimic de inteles, nici o urma de tulburare, de teama, curiozitate…nimic!

Xu-Fu o priveste cu ochi intrebatori si preocupati…Sunt 23….ai implinit 23 de ani, chiar nu iti pasa?!…Toata viata ta a fost conditionata de aceasta profetie absurda, si acum ca e timpul chiar nu ai nici o reactie?!

Xiao-Cho ii adresa un zambet rapid si continua sa povesteasca copiilor cum Dragonul Fang-Wo teroriza tinuturi idepartate si cum micutul Ling pacalindu-l intr-un joc de noroc a reusit sa arunce asupra sa vraja care l-a transformat intr-un tap…facandu-l de rasul lumii.

Cei mici o adorau si ea ii adora e ei; in copilarie nu avusese parte de prietenia celorlati de varsta ei din cauza profetiei…. copiii se temeau de ea, uneori si din cauza corporaturii ei masive… Acum insa se bucura de compania celor mici si copilarea din nou cu ei….

Xu-Fu era incantat de buzele ei….in lumina lunii ea parea ceva unic…ceva rar….ceva neobisnuit.

Xiao-Cho nu era ceea ce se putea defini o fata frumoasa, avea o coporatura robusta, sanii prea mici, picoarele prea scurte, nasul ei era mic dar turtit, nu era de mirare ca nu atragea privirile tinerilor din sat chiar daca era fiica sefului satului…..si apoi….mai era profetia….

Xu-Fu era cel mai chipes tanar din sat si totodata si cel mai abil pescar printre cei tineri (satucul lor era unul de munte dar aproape de apa, ceea ce facea din pescuit activitatea si sursa de venit principala).

El nu vedea uratenia lui Xiao-Cho, ea era prietena lui din copilarie, cea cu care…..

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Drops of Jupiter  – Train

now that she’s back in the atmosphere
with drops of jupiter in her hair
hey, hey hey
she acts like summer and walks like rain
reminds me that there’s time to change,
hey, hey hey
since the return from her stay on the moon
she listens like spring and she talks like june,
hey, hey hey
hey, hey hey
tell me
did you sail across the sun
did you make it to the milky way
to see the lights all faded
and that heaven is overrated
tell me,
did you fall for a shooting star
one without a permanent scar
and did you miss me while you were
looking for yourself out there
now that she’s back from that soul vacation
tracing her way through the constellation,
hey, hey hey
she checks out mozart while she does taebo
reminds me that there’s time to grow,
hey, hey hey
now that she’s back in the atmosphere
i’m afraid that she might think of me as
plain ol’ jane
told a story about a man
who is too afraid to fly
so he never did land
tell me
did the wind sweep you off your feet
did you finally get the chance to dance
along the light of day
and head back to the milky way
and tell me, did venus blow your mind
was it everything you wanted to find
and did you miss me while you were
looking for yourself out there
can you imagine no love,
pride, deepfried chicken
your best friend always
sticking up for you
even when i know you’re wrong can you imagine no
first dance, freeze dried romance
fivehour phone conversation
the best soy latte that you ever had..
and me
tell me
did the wind sweep you off your feet
did you finally get the chance to dance
along the light of day
and head back toward the milky way
tell me
did you sail across the sun
did you make it to the milky way
to see the lights all faded
and that heaven is overrated
tell me,
did you fall for a shooting star
one without a permanent scar
and did you miss me while
you were looking for yourself
na na na na na na
na na na na na na
did you finally get the chance
to dance along the light of day
na na na na na
na na na na
did you fall for a shooting star
fall for a shooting star
na na na na na na
na na na na na na na
na na na na na na
na na na
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