Tamika K Partain
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The cottage
When you open the door, there is a dark red sofa against the wall on the left-hand side, next to the sofa is a bed placed horizontally, the back of the bed is white, and the quilt and children's clothes are neatly folded at the head of the bed. Next to the bedside table is a dark red table also placed horizontally, the table is also horizontal against the back wall. To the left of the head of the table is a window with my books on the sill and a telephone line coming in through the window, with the red telephone on the table. To the right of the table were two one-meter wide closets, dark red, in which our clothes and quilts were kept, and the cabinets were squeezed into the right wall. Next to the cabinets, at the end of the bed by the aisle more than ten centimeters against the right wall, was a low cabinet, the same color as the closet, on which was placed the TV, covered with a rose-red cloth. To the right of the cabinet is squeezed the washing machine, light blue. To the right of the cabinet is the same low cabinet with the casework on it. To the right of the cabinet is the old cupboard, bright yellow, with dishes inside. Next to the cabinet is the corner of the right wall and the front wall, and along the front wall is placed the gas stove.
By Tamika K Partain2 years ago in Humans
The Koi in the Lotus Pond
When the lotus pond in my backyard was still a lotus pond, I always wanted to see what rare things there were in this world, worthy of carp always buried themselves in the water, flinging the tail that was becoming transparent, and twisting the body that was not proportional to the tail, the color was pure golden yellow, white with red spots, white with red and black spots, white with black spots and pure red. There were four, three, six, eight, and two carp of each of these colors. Don't ask me how I figured it out, but I know that I was squatting on the small gravel road outside the large stones around the bank of the lotus pond, and even the sun was with me until I ran to the west side of the sky, and if I hadn't seen the rattan whip in my father's hand, I would have remained to squat after the sun became the moon. If it were now, two eyes would be looking at these carp in different colors, and swimming here and there all day long, coming and going, messy, really do not let people worry.
By Tamika K Partain2 years ago in Humans
Tomorrow
The shadowy light through the glass door in the room linked into vague lines, dim room as if everything is in a long sleep. Whenever this kind of time, I can't help but think more. Am I missing something? The weather is always cloudy, and the light is always like a hazy veil, and when it reaches me, it is no longer pure and translucent. I resisted the urge to go back under the covers and got out of my high dorm bed with the confusion I felt when I first woke up. The coldness of my clothes was mixed with the wetness of the early morning, and I always wondered if I had missed something in this brightening.
By Tamika K Partain2 years ago in Humans