Chapter One - I am Micky Unknowingly, I came to the edge of this creek again, a place no one noticed, even my family didn't think I could run so far. I like to stand by the quiet stream admiring nature and think about my past, present and future. I am not afraid of the night because I have eyes that can see through the night. Who made me a cat? Who says cats have to be pampered? I just don’t believe it, I’m a cat, but I’m strong and fierce like a tiger, strong and agile like a leopard, I can climb trees and catch birds, and I can fight snakes on the grass, I crawn to the front of the snake, stared at it and it's frightened and couldn't move any. The neighbor Dongdong Pa noticed and picked it up, put it in a bucket and drop it back in the river. I dared to fight the raccoon and chased him out of my territory, even though he gave me a hard scratch on the head. Seeing my master's distressed appearance, I couldn't help but feel a little proud and proud of my bravery! My previous life must have been a human, experienced the artillery fire of war and countless hardships in life. Being a cat in this life is God's best arrangement for me. I was tired of human intrigue and wanted to live a simple life. Running on the grass, being favored by the master at home and being touched by her, lying down on the sofa to sleep when tired from playing. Wake up and play and frolic with the owner or sneak out the back door and run on the grass to the edge of the creek. This is the life I want.
Chapter Two - where I am from
My little master brought me from a girl's house when I was less than a year old. When I arrived at a strange home, I couldn't help but panic, hiding under the bed and daring to move. My little master, Long, was lying on the carpet and looking at me, his eyes were sincere and pure and full of love, and I had a familiar feeling, a feeling of family which I have missed and vaguely remembered when I was born. The sense of panic disappeared, and I slowly climbed out. Long put the food in front of me and I ate it boldly because I'm so hungry. After I finished eating, I started walking around in the room upstairs and downstairs. It is my habit to observe the environment. Long has been following me and introduce as we walk around. I was very comfortably lying on the carpet on the stairs, Long sat by me and touched my back, unconsciously I fell asleep. . . I slept soundly and felt so good at home.
Chapter Three - Fate 缘
In this world, any relationship is inseparable from a predestined word. Life meets life, life, every step is fate. Taking in the same boat is a predestined relationship, getting on the boat is the beginning of the predicament, and getting off the boat is the end of the predestination. If it rains when getting off the boat, or if there is a further intersection with each other for other reasons, it is God's arrangement to make each other a fateful person. The Buddha said: “Fate is predestined by God, you can't hope, you can't wait, you can't extravagant, you can't ask, and what should come will come naturally”. It is the fate that connects me with every member of this family. No, it should be said that we are a family, and even in my previous life. When I got here, everything felt so familiar. Scenes from the past kept flashing, some are blurry, some are clear, flashes like a movie. I snuggled into my master's arms and looked into her eyes, trying to tell her we were family. I know I’m now different compared to my previous life however one thing is not changed which is my eyes. How could you forget about me?
Chapter Four - Continuation of life
It's been a week since I got in Long’s home. Tonight, Long's mother came back late and said she had her hair done. Shortly after dinner, a rapid phone rang. It was a WeChat voice call from her sister in Beijing. I heard Long's mother was immediately panicked and kept asking “how is Mom now?” She started crying, crying without stop when she heard her Mom’s heart stopped beating. For a while, she turned on the computer and started booking tickets. I kept meowing on the edge of the chair, trying to tell her not to be sad that life will continue. I may be her continuation and god sent me here for her, look me in the eyes! Long’s Mom didn't seem to notice me, so I jumped on the table and put my face close to her, look at me! She seemed to calm down a bit although the tears kept on falling all over her face. The next day she flied to Beijing for her mother’s funeral.
I had a dream or seems it’s a dream of Long's mother - she came out of the hair salon that day and saw two little kids, one in black and one in white, walking in front of her and led her to a far away place. It’s a cloudy, windy and dark afternoon. She waited at the bus stop, but no bus coming. She continued to walk and passed a restaurant and in there it was very noisy. She went upstairs, there were two cats jokingly running on the stairs. All the people in the restaurant had pale and colorless faces, she felt like they were in the underworld. She hurriedly exited, and ran to the street, planning to get a taxi to go home as soon as possible. A taxi stopped in front of her, but the driver kept saying, no, no I couldn’t go to Yuyuantan where is where her home is. The sky was getting darker and dusty, and the swish cold wind kept pouring into her neck and she couldn't help pulling the collar of her coat. Beijing is really cold. When she finally got home. She looked to the right where a balcony is as soon as she entered the door. She saw her mother standing there watching this way directly at the her. She ran over immediately to the balcony, opened the door and saw her mother slowly rising up, so she hurried to hold her hand, but only touched her fingers. She reached high and tried to grab her feet, but too late, her mother flew out of the window, higher and higher then disappeared. She burst into tears, cried aloud and then woke up. Tears are still flowing. She missed her mother so much, it’s hurting, really hurt to the deep of her heart. It’s December 2015, the worse Christmas she ever had.
Chapter Five - January 2020 Pandemic
I'm growing fast and getting more mature. During the day, I am alone at home, run up and down and roll on the ground to enjoy myself. Sometimes I poop under the dining table or on the sofa upstairs, Oops.
Since this year, Long has just gone to UT Austin, and Long’s Mom has started to work from home. I heard that Covid virus is spreading. Our cats can also be infected and spread virus. But I don't think that is the case. Our cats have a strong ability to resist infection, and we are not frightened by ordinary bacteria. It's unfair that humans can't defend themselves against virus and blame the source of infection on cats. This is the weakness of human beings. When things go wrong, they don't find the reason from themselves, but they always blame others.
I was banned from going out and felt a little depressed. Our cats were originally wild and free in nature. Our family, including tigers and leopards, were the best in the animal world. Humans keep our cats as pets at home, and some cats has lost their native character and just enjoy the care of human, which degenerates from generation to generation to the point where they can't get out of the door. I can't live like this, what are we - a cat with nine lives, who can jump from a 10-meter high to the floor unscathed, dare to dance with wolves, deal with lions, climb trees to catch birds, and catch fish by the river. Who are we afraid of? I decided to talk to Long’s Dad, he is relatively more flexible, I decided to start with him. After dinner, I lay down on the table and put my paw on his arm, meowing, wanted to brush his hair, and then stood at the back door and kept meowing. He quietly opened the door and let me out.
It was surprisingly quiet outside. It turned out that the traffic on the university street was gone. In a world without noise, I could hear the sounds of various underground animals digging with extraordinary hearing. The sound of rain, the world of cicadas, the sky is blue and the clouds are white. I ran and jumped all the way on the grass, not afraid that someone would see my madness and fun. My loud meow doesn't scare people walking. When I saw the quiet stream flowing slowly by the stream I was running, I was a little fascinated. The world is supposed to be like this, isn't it?
Winters in Houston are short. The weather is slowly heating up, everything is rejuvenating, and a lively scene. Long’s Mom no longer restricts my going out. She also spends more time with me when she works at home. When she is busy in front of the computer, I lie quietly beside the computer. I love to see her engrossed in her work. I fell asleep watching it. She was in a meeting when I opened my eyes. On the computer screen, there are more than 10 people talking about something. I couldn't help but let out a loud meow, and she hurriedly turned off the microphone. Pat on my head "Come on, let's go out and play". I jumped onto her keyboard, typed a line of letters, jumped off the table and went out.
Chapter Six - Once upon a time
My past life may have been a grey cat too. I vaguely remember that I was born in a hot summer, I opened my eyes and was in front of a newly completed house. From the large floor-to-ceiling windows, I could see a kindly old lady holding a tiger-headed boy in her arms. The boy stared at me from the inside with big eyes. Whenever I moewed, he kicked his legs and giggles in excitement. The old lady pushed the little boy out of the garage and took a plate with food in it, which is for us, it’s so delicious! While feeding us, the old lady said, "Long, this cat was born at about the same time as you are." I learned that the little boy is called Long and the old lady is his grandma.
I grew up day by day and was able to play around in the community, go to the backyard of Long's house from time to time. Long could walk and he was very happy to see me, and kept learning from me crawling on the ground. His grandma sent me over the fence to the next door. Long was very angry, stomping his feet and shouting, "I want a cat, I want a cat". His grandma said gently, "Long, when you don't crawl on the ground, I'll give you the cat back."
Fifteen years later, I was born again, black and shiny, without a trace of stray hair. A pretty girl took me in then I was adopted by Long’s Mom. it’s the fate that I became the most beloved one in Long’s family. Just a week after I arrived at Long’s house, Long’s grandma passed away, and she fulfilled her promise to Long.
Chapter Seven – Beijing Memories, the old town west
(1) Railway Station
Childhood memories are fragmented, but they are also the clearest. Now every time I hear the whistle of the train, it will bring back my infinite memories. My eldest sister went to a remote countryside in Shanxi to work there as a farmer in 1967 and my second older sister went to the Heilongjiang construction farm in 1969. Every return of the sisters is a source of excitement for our four kids who is still at home in Beijing. Everyone scrambled to go to the station to pick them up. Seeing the locomotive approaching little by little, the conductor standing at the door of the carriage felt so envious. Every time the eldest sister came back and looked at us with a tired smile on her face after the long journey. The four of us rushed over together, took the handbag, and the backpack from my sister's hand. Feel genuinely happy. My second older sister often came back with a group of friends in the same farm and their faces were flushed joyfully.
What I am most afraid of is the farewell at the train station. Every time I hear the whistle and the train moves slowly towards far away, I can't help crying. Dimly watching the train drive away little by little, leaving behind a cloud of white smoke and endless melancholy. The most painful thing in life is parting from life and the death of loved one. I said to myself over and over again in my heart: How wonderful it would be if our whole family could be together all the time everyday. I missed lying in bed with my sisters and listening to them tell scary stories and talk about the interesting things happened in the countryside. This kind of life lasted for 7 or 8 years until my sisters come back to Beijing. My mother's hair gradually turned white during this hard time and I also grow up without much knowing what the future of myself.
(2) The year of 1989
My son is born in 2000 and he always observed the surrounding world with wide and curious eyes. There was a hint of maturity in his eyes that reminded me of the days when my father was in the hospital bed in 1989. He loves fishing. In the spring of 1989, when the weather was just warming up a little, he rode a bicycle to go fishing. Unfortunately, when he came back, he fell down and was admitted to the hospital with high paraplegia. I felt so sad at father's bedside touching his face where he could feel how much I loved him, I have never been so close to my father, touching him and watching him in the eyes. Dad was great and he has been served in the army most of his life, raising our six children under extremely difficult time. Our life is just getting better but he didn’t enjoy much. Dad only had his arms and head to move, and his eyes revealed an unprecedented expectation and purity. I cried helplessly. Those eyes were her last memory of her father.
Dad passed away on April 29, 1989. It was an eventful year and lots of things happened in Beijing with constant parades on the street and slogans resounding throughout Chang'an Avenue. Tiananmen Square was occupied by students, covered with tents and various flags, most notable were the flags of the eight art academies. I also came to Tiananmen Square that day and felt a burst of hopes. Some students were erecting a statue of a girl holding a torch embracing freedom. Tears flowed down, and the emotions that had been suppressed for too long burst out like a spring. Even an ant has a sense of mission and no one cares about the ending. The days passed in uneasiness, and I felt that the air was full of tension. A large number of military vehicles drove into the suburbs of Beijing. More and more military vehicles passed by on Chang'an Street and the Second Ring Road. On the evening of June 3, China Central Television broadcast "Please stay at home and don't go out". Suddenly, gunshots were heard, coming from Chang'an Avenue not far away. It's getting denser. My elder sister's friend Xiaodi took the child and planned to go back to the home across Chang'an Street from Yuyuantan but it’s blocked so they have to returned to our house. In the early morning of June 4th. Yuyuantan was not quiet anymore, shouts, police cars and ambulances passing by which all aroused my concern. The Naval General Hospital next door was full of people as a large number of wounded were sent there. After dawn, I couldn't help but cycled to Chang'an Avenue. I was stunned, full of tanks and soldiers with live ammunition. I Looked up at the gray clouded and windy sky and felt stuffy in my heart. I wanted to shout loudly to release the depression but I couldn't make a sound, I felt so powerless and guessed that people can be suffocated. The year of 1989 shed too many tears in my life. I needed a change of my career, quitted from a well-known state-owned enterprise to worked for a private enterprise, and then worked for a foreign company. I still had a restless heart, and I wanted to go out and see the world.
Chapter Eight East, West, the end of the world
(1) Hainan Island
The sky in Hainan is blue, the sea is blue, beautiful coconut trees, beautiful beaches, and endless shells. Tianya Haijiao is truly a breathtakingly beautiful tourist destination. That was Hainan, Wenchang, Sanya, and Haikou in 1991. There are not many tourists. Watching women working in the fields, working as porters in the harbor, doing jobs that should be done by men. When I woke up in the morning, I saw women in twos and threes buying fresh vegetables and seafood, fish, shrimps and crabs at the morning market. There is enough food for the day. No one uses refrigerators to store food. The teahouse opens early to welcome guests. Men wearing shorts, slippers and holding big cattail fans come to drink tea and chat. They sit there all morning. Hainan still has a lifestyle of fishermen. Men basically do nothing on land because they have to go out to sea to fish. Just rest after landing. This habit has been followed to this day. Even if you don't go to sea, you won't do anything. Women do all the work on land, plowing the land and doing housework. Men only do business if they don't go to sea. Drink tea.
Wenchang is located in the west of Hainan, where the beaches are beautiful and there are few tourists. At the seaside restaurant, you can choose live fish, green and red grouper, shrimp, and crab directly on the seaside. They are freshly selected and cooked, and the taste is extremely delicious. Squeeze water from small oranges and use it as vinegar. Children climb to the tall coconut trees to pick fresh coconuts. They can cut a hole and insert a straw to drink the cool and sweet coconut juice. Everything is so natural and wonderful.
(2) Twenty-fifth birthday
I spent my 25th birthday in Belgium, a small mountain town with a population of several hundred people. I remember it was the first time I went abroad to inspect a tennis racket manufacturing factory. The boss and his wife of IBC, the agent of Donny's company in Brussels, took us to Waterloo. Driving along the quiet European continent, castles and colorful hillsides appeared from time to time, with deep autumn colors. In the evening, we arrived at a mountain town and had dinner in a restaurant. There were only a few people eating there, so we sat down at a long table. Suddenly the lights dimmed, and a waiter pushed a cart full of candles and stopped in front of me. Madam sang happy birthday and blew out the candles with me. I was moved. It was an unforgettable night. At that time, there was a huge gap between Europe and China. This quiet life is what I have dreamed of for a long time. There is no fighting, no poverty, equal competition and democratic freedom. I'm a little drunk.
(3) Going abroad
It was the second year of working as a foreign company, and it was a great time for China's reform and opening up. The company was located on the 17th floor of the New Century Hotel in the western suburbs of Beijing. Every day, we were busy receiving customers, preparing quotations and contracts, organizing exhibitions and banquets. Life became fulfilling and full of challenge. The rapid development of the company has brought new opportunities to everyone. Traveling between the company, restaurants, clients, business trips and banquets all day long, it seems that we have forgotten what normal life should be like. Sometimes I feel bored as soon as I stop, and my life seems to have completely lost its direction. I lay in bed at night and looked at the stars in the sky outside the window. Autumn in Beijing is always crisp and clear. I couldn't help but get up and go to the balcony. I forgot that today is the 15th and the moon was surprisingly round. There was not a trace of cloud in the night sky. I breathed in the cool air. Air. It felt like it was time to go out and check it out. People always have to try different lives in this life. Is the moon in foreign countries really rounder than that in China? Once you’ve made up your mind, start preparing. After getting the invitation letter, we went to the familiar Embassy District of Xiushui Street. Queuing up for the interview went surprisingly smoothly. Get a multiple-entry visa in one go. I didn't feel excited when I came out of the embassy. I think of the time I went to the Canadian Consulate for an interview and was refused a visa a few years ago. It was also autumn, but the wind was very windy and there were dark clouds. I came out of the consulate feeling hopeless, and I went home in a daze and fell asleep. After waking up, think about why bother, take a step back and the sky will be brighter. Then I had another experience. Life is spent in countless surprises and shocks. I like a future that I can’t see clearly.
Bought a plane ticket to go home. One day in February, I flew to the United States, a country that is both familiar and unfamiliar. When I arrived in Los Angeles, I felt that the airport was huge. From landing an international flight to boarding a domestic flight, I had to take out my luggage and push it to another gate. I actually walked onto the street. I remember that the sky in Los Angeles was very blue that day, and the streets were busy with people and vehicles. I walked alone on the street pushing my luggage as if in a dream. The Southwest Airlines plane slowly rose and flew towards Houston. At one stop, many strong men wearing cowboy hats and leather boots got on. I think this is the Western Cowboy. It was dusk when the plane landed in Houston. Lu Jun picked me up at the airport and drove his little red car all the way to Chinatown in the Southwest District. I felt emotional when I saw the neon lights in Chinese from a distance. After arriving at the apartment. I fell asleep at the end. Sleeping deeply. It was already two o'clock in the afternoon when I woke up. I was woken up by the music from the ice cream truck outside. I went out to the balcony and saw several children buying ice cream in front of the car. It feels both novel and intimate. Drunk again, this is how life should be. Isn't it?
Chapter 9 Boat Memories
I don’t remember when I started to like going on boats. Boating in the lakes of Zizhuyuan and Yuyuantan must have been in high school. I went rowing in Zizhuyuan with two close classmates and talked about interesting things about my youth. The sky is clear and the gentle spring breeze on the lake feels very pleasant. There is not much academic pressure, and I am hazy and longing for the future. The college entrance examination had just resumed at that time. We don't have much idea about college life yet. Influenced by Song of Youth, my ideal university is Peking University. I yearn for the kind of ignorant love in the student movement, like-minded classmates who shout for the country's freedom and democracy, and there is no lack of romantic love. Peking University is undoubtedly the birthplace of the Chinese student movement and the most dynamic and leading university.
I have been on a yacht in Hainan and looked at the blue water, soft sandy beaches, colorful shells and graceful coconut trees. Unknowingly, I wanted to sing the famous Taiwanese song "Seawater, Beach, and an Old Captain". The cruise from Haikou to Guangzhou was not that comfortable. The weather was bad and the waves were very big. Leaning against the side of the boat and looking at the rough waves, I felt somewhat worried. When I got back to the cabin, my stomach was a little queasy. He drifted off to sleep. The sea became much calmer overnight. After entering the Pearl River Estuary, the speed of the boat slowed down. After landing, we hurried to the train station to board the train from Guangzhou to Beijing.
(to be continued)
第一章 我是Micky
在不知不觉中又来到了这个小溪边上，一个没人注意的地方连我的家人都想不到我能跑这么远。我喜欢站在静静的溪边欣赏大自然，思考我的过去, 现在和将来。我不怕黑夜因为我有一双能看穿黑夜的眼睛。谁让我是猫呢？谁说猫就一定要养尊处优？我偏偏不信，我是猫不假但有老虎般强壮凶猛，豹子般的矫健灵活，我会爬树抓鸟，在草地上能与蛇对垒硬是把他吓得一动也不敢动直至邻居冬冬爸把他抓起装进桶中放回河里。 我敢与浣熊打架，硬是把他追出了我的领地，虽然头顶让他狠狠挠了一把。看到我主人心疼的样子我到不免有些得意，为我的勇敢而骄傲！
我的前生一定是人类。经历过战争的炮火和数不清的生活磨难。此生为猫是上帝对我最好的安排。我厌倦了人类的尔虞我诈，想过一种单纯的生活。在草地上尽情奔跑，在家中倍受主人的宠爱接受她的抚摸，玩累了就趴在沙发上睡一觉。醒来就随意玩耍与主人嬉闹或从后门溜出去在草地上奔跑直至那小溪边上。这就是我要的生活。
第二章 我从哪里来
我的小主人把我从一个姐姐家领来，那时我还不到一岁。 到了一个陌生的家心里不免恐慌，躲在床下不敢动。我的小主人龙龙趴在地毯上看着我，他的眼睛真诚纯洁充满爱意，我有一种熟悉的感觉，家人的感觉。恐慌感没了，慢慢爬出来，龙龙将食物放在我眼前我大胆的吃起来，谁让人家饿了呢。我吃完开始在房间里楼上楼下四处溜达，观察环境是我的习惯，龙龙一直跟着我不停地介绍着。我趴在楼梯的地毯上很是惬意，龙龙坐在我的身旁抚摩着我的后背不知不觉中我睡着了。。。睡得很沉， 到家的感觉真好。
第三章 缘
在这个世界上任何关系都离不开一个 缘字。生命与生命相遇，人生与人生相逢，一步一程皆是缘。同船过渡是缘，上船是缘的开始，下船是缘的结束。如下船时下雨，或其他原因彼此有了进一步的交集就是上天的安排让彼此成为有缘人。佛说： 缘是上天注定，盼不得，等不得，奢不得，求不得，该来的自然会来。正是这个缘，我和这个家的每一个成员联系起来，不对，应该说，我们们就是一家人，我的前生与这个家就是有渊源的。到了这里我感觉一切都是这么熟悉。往事的情景不断闪过。有的恍惚有的清晰。如电影一般不断闪过。我依偎在主人的怀里，看着她的眼睛，想告诉她我们曾是一家人，你难道不记得吗？
第四章 生命的延续
到家一周了， 今晚龙龙妈妈回来较晚说是去做了头发。到家不久刚吃完晚饭，一阵急速的电话铃声响起，据说是微信语音，龙龙妈妈接到后立刻慌乱起来，不停的问现在怎么样了？一会儿就不停的哭泣。打开电脑开始订票，我在椅子边上不停地喵应，想告诉她别难过生命会延续的，我可能就是她的延续，看着我的眼睛呀！龙龙妈妈似乎没注意到我，我就跳到桌子上将脸靠近她，看看我呀！她似乎平和了一些。第二天就飞北京了。我做了一个梦，代表龙龙妈妈做了一个梦：从美发店出来，看见一黑一白两个人从面前走过，浑天黑地的往家走，路过一个汽车站碰到她的哥哥，他也在等车回家，她继续往前走路过了一个餐馆，里面很嘈杂，上楼时有两只猫嘻戏奔跑。进入餐馆里面用餐的人无一不是面部苍白无色，感觉进到阴间，慌忙退出，跑到大街上，打算叫一个出租尽快回家，出租车司机不停地说到玉渊潭吧，我去不了。天空昏暗，黄土漫天，嗖嗖的冷风不停地灌进脖子里，忍不住拉拉大衣的领子。寒冬腊月，北京真冷呀。终于到家了，一进门往右阳台望去，看见妈妈站在那正往这边观望，她不故一切奔了过去，拉开门眼见妈妈慢慢升起，赶紧去拉她的手，没够着，抓住脚的一刻瞬间妈妈飞出了窗外，她大哭起来，一下醒了。眼泪还在不断流出。想妈妈，想的心痛。这是2015年12月最糟糕的 圣诞节。
第五章 2020年1月新冠病毒大流行
我长得很快，越来越成熟。白天都是我一个在家，吃饱后就上下奔跑满地打滚尽情撒欢，有时来不及就拉在餐桌下面或楼上的沙发边上，🤫嘘，不是故意的只是没来得及嘛。今年开始龙龙刚刚去了奥斯汀上学，我家女主人就开始在家上班了，听说有瘟疫传播。我们猫也有可能被传染。我却不以为然。我们猫有很强的抗感染能力，不是一般的细菌就可以吓到的。人类自己不能抵御病菌还在猫身上找传染源太不公平。这就是人类的弱点，出了事情不在自身找原因却总是在指责别人。我被禁止外出了，感到有点郁闷，我们猫原本是野生的在大自然里自由自在的，我们的家族包括老虎和豹子都是动物世界的佼佼者。人类把我们猫作为宠物养在家中慢慢的有些不思进取的猫就安于这种被圈养的生活一代一代的退化到大门不出二门不迈。我可不能这样生活，咱是什么 – 有九条命的猫，10米高层跳下能毫发不损，敢于与狼共舞，与狮子周旋，上树可抓鸟，河边可抓鱼。咱怕过谁？ 我决定与主人谈谈，男主人相对灵活，我决定从他下手。晚饭过后，我趴在桌上把爪放在他胳膊上，喵喵要捋捋毛，然后站在后门口不停地喵，他被喵的不耐烦就悄悄把门打开放我出去了。这是我最有效的策略，又成功了。
外面出奇的安静，原来大学街上的车水马龙不见了，没有噪音的世界我超常的听力居然听到了地下各种动物挖土的声音，仿佛回到了前世那少有汽车的时代，真是怀念那只有风声，雨声，蝉鸣的世界，天是蓝的云是白的。我在草地上一路狂奔，跳跃，不会害怕有人看见我的疯狂和撒欢。我大声的喵也不会吓到散步的人们。跑的溪边看到静静的溪水缓缓的流动，我有些入神了。世界本该如此，不是吗？
休斯敦的冬天都是短促的。天气慢慢热起来，万物回春，一片生气勃勃的景象。我家女主人也不再限制我的外出了。她在家上工作也有更多的时间与我作伴，她在电脑前忙碌我就静静地趴在电脑边上。我喜欢看她全神贯注工作的样子。看着看着我就睡了。等我睁开眼睛时她正在开会。电脑屏幕上有10几个人头在哇啦哇啦地说着什么。我忍不住大喵一声，她慌忙关掉麦克风。在我头上拍拍“乖，出去玩吧”。我就一下蹦到她键盘上，打出了一行字母后跳下桌子出去了。时间过的真快，一晃夏天来了。
第六章 - 很久很久以前
我的前世也可能是一只灰猫。我恍惚记得在一个炎热的夏天我出生了一睁开眼就是在一栋刚刚完工的房前，我从大大的落地窗可以看到里面一位慈祥的老人怀里抱着一个虎头虎脑的男孩。男孩瞪着大大的眼睛从里面看着我，小腿乱蹬很兴奋的样子。我每喵一声他就嘎嘎大笑。老奶奶推着小男孩从车库里出来，还拿了一个盘子里面放着食物。是给我们的。太香了。老奶奶一边喂我们一边说“龙龙，这个猫与你差不多同时出生。”我知道了小男孩叫龙龙。
我一天天长大，能在社区里四处游玩。也不时地去龙龙家后院看看。龙龙已经会走路了，看见我很高兴，不停地学着我在地上趴着。老奶奶就把我从栅栏上送到隔壁去了。龙龙很生气，一边跺脚一边大声说“要猫猫，要猫猫”。老奶奶耐心地说“龙龙你什么时候不学猫在地上爬我就把猫还给你。”
一晃15年过去了，我又出生了，满身乌黑发亮，没有一丝杂毛。一位漂亮的姐姐收留了我。在冥冥中我被老奶奶送给了龙龙，一周后老奶奶过世了，她完成了对龙龙的许诺。
第七章 - 京西往事
（1） 火车站
童年的记忆是零碎的，但也是最清晰的。现在每每听到火车的鸣笛还会勾起我那无限的回忆。大姐去了山西插队，二姐去了黑龙江兵团。每次回来都是我们在家的四个孩子的兴奋点。大家争先恐后地要去车站接。看着火车头一点一点地靠近，列车员站在车厢门口样子都感到是那么羡慕。大姐每次回来都是风尘仆仆，脸上挂着疲倦的笑容，我们四个在家的孩子一起涌过去，接过手提包，背包拉着姐姐的手。感到由衷的快乐。二姐回来经常是和一群兵团战友一起，大家打打闹闹，脸色红扑扑的。好像很快乐的样子。 我最怕的就是火车站的送别，每次一听到汽笛响，火车慢慢移动，我就忍不住流泪。朦朦胧胧的看着列车一点一点地开远了，留下了一片白烟和无尽的惆怅。人生最痛苦的事情莫过于生离死别。我在心里一遍又一遍的自语道：有一天我们全家能一直在一起该多好呀。我怀念和姐姐们一起躺在床上听她们讲故事，讲上山下乡的趣事。感到无不的幸福。这样的日子一过就是7，8年。母亲的头发渐渐变白，我也这样慢慢地长大了。
（2）1989
儿子是2000 出生的，他总是睁大好奇的眼睛观察这个世界。他的目光中带着一丝成熟让我想起了自己的爸爸89年在病床上的日子。父亲酷爱钓鱼在89年的春天刚刚转暖时就骑车去钓鱼，不幸回来时摔倒了，住进医院高位截瘫，我心中难受在爸爸床边不停地抚摩爸爸的脸，从来没有这么近地靠近爸爸抚摩他注视他回想他戎马的一生。爸爸是伟大的，在极端困难的环境下养活了我们这么多孩子。日子刚刚转好就离开了人世。 爸爸只有胳膊和头能活动眼睛里透漏出从未有的期许和纯净。我哭了。这双眼睛就是她对父亲最后的记忆。这一年发生了太多的事情。爸爸在89年4月29日去世了。那是一个多事之秋，街上游行的队伍不断，口号声响彻长安街。天安门广场被学生们占领了，布满了帐篷和各种旗帜，八大艺术院校的旗帜尤为明显。男孩的妈妈那天也来到了天安门广场，感到一阵的热血沸腾。一些学生正在树立一尊雕像，一个少女手举火炬在拥抱自由。泪水流了下来，被压制了太久的情感泉涌般爆发。生为蝼蚁也要有使命感，结局如何已没有人在乎了。 日子在不安中一天一天过去，感觉空气里充满了紧张的气氛，大量的军车开进来了北京郊区，长安街，二环路都有军车通过越来越多。。六月三日晚中央电视台台一边又一边地广播“请市民留着家里不要外出”。 突然听到了枪声，是从不远的长安街传过来的。 越来越密。三姐的朋友小迪带着孩子本打算从玉渊潭穿过回到长安街对面的家。但过不去了。6月4日的那个凌晨。玉渊潭也不在安静，枪声，呼喊声，警车救护车风驰而过，无不引起我的担忧。隔壁的海军总医院人声鼎沸。原来送来了大量伤员。天亮后忍不住骑车去了长安街，惊呆了，布满的坦克车和荷枪实弹士兵。抬头望望了天空，灰灰的风很大，感觉心里憋闷，闷得发慌，想大声呼喊。但却发不出声， 感到那样的无能为力。人是可以被憋死的。不是吗？1989流了太多的眼泪。 时间在不知不觉中又过了一年。从国企去了私企，又去了外企。仍有一颗不安定的心，要走出去看看这个世界。
第八章 天涯海角
（1）海南岛
海南的天是蓝的，海是蓝的，漂亮的椰子树，美丽的海滩，捡不完的贝壳。天涯海角真真是一个美不胜收的旅游胜地。那是91年的海南，文昌，三亚，海口。没有太多的游客。看着妇女们在田里耕作，在港口做脚夫，做那些本该是男人干的活。早晨起来看见三三两两的妇女们在早市买新鲜的蔬菜和海产，鱼，虾螃蟹。一天的食物就都有了。没有人用冰箱来储存食物。茶馆里一早就开门迎客，男人们穿着短裤，拖鞋拿着大蒲扇来饮茶聊天，一坐就是一上午。海南还是渔民的生活习俗，男人在陆地上基本是不做事的因为他们要出海打鱼。上岸后只是休息。这种习惯沿袭至今就习以为常了。就是不出海也是不做事的。陆地上的活一概是女人做，耕地，做家务。男人不出海也只是做买卖。喝茶。
文昌是地处海南西部，那里的海滩很美又少有游客。在海边的餐厅，可直接在海边挑选活鱼，青红石斑鱼，海虾，螃蟹，现选现做，味道鲜美至极。小橘子挤水当醋用，小孩子们爬到高高的椰子树上摘鲜椰子，切个口插个吸管就可大口的喝清凉甜润的椰汁，一切都是那么的自然美妙。
（2）二十五岁生日
25岁的生日是在比利时度过的，一个小山城人口几百人。记得那是第一次出国去考察一个网球拍制造厂，Donny公司的代理IBC在布鲁塞尔老板和夫人一起带我们去滑铁卢游玩。一路开过去岁月静好的欧洲大陆，不时出现的城堡和万紫千红的山坡，浓浓的秋色。晚间来到了山城在一家餐馆用晚餐，就餐的人寥寥无几，我们在一张长桌前坐下。突然灯暗了，一个侍者推着一个点满蜡烛的车过来在我面前停下。夫人唱起生日快乐和我一起吹灭了蜡烛。我感动了。那是个难忘的夜晚。那时的欧洲和国内差距很大。这份安静生活是我梦寐已久的，没有争斗，没有贫穷，平等的竞争和民主自由。我有点醉了。
（3）出国
那是在外企的第二年，正逢中国改革开放的大好时光，公司坐落在北京西郊新世纪饭店17层，每天忙碌于接待客户，准备报价合同，办展览开宴会，生活变得充实并充满挑战。公司的高速发展给每一个人带来新的机会，整天穿梭于公司，饭店，客户，出差和宴会之间仿佛忘了正常生活应该是怎样的。有时一停下来就顿感无聊，生活还像完全失去了方向。晚上躺在床上望着窗外漫天的星星，北京的秋天一贯是秋高气爽，忍不住起来来到阳台上，忘了今天是15月亮出奇的圆，夜空一丝云彩都没有，大口大口地呼吸着清凉的空气。感觉是时候出去看看了。 人这一辈子总是要尝试一下不同的生活，外国的月亮真比中国的圆吗？打定主意后就开始准备。搞定邀请函就来到熟悉的秀水街使馆区。排队面谈，出奇的顺利。一下拿到多次往返签证。从使馆出来并不觉得兴奋。想到若干年前去加国领馆面谈被拒签的情景，也是秋天但那天风很大，乌云密布，从领馆出来有一种万念俱灰的感觉，浑浑噩噩地回到家到头便睡。醒来后想想何必呢，退一步海阔天空。才有了另一番的经历。人生就是在无数的惊喜和惊吓中度过的。我喜欢一种看不清的未来。
回家买了机票。在二月的一天飞到了美国这个既熟悉又陌生的国家。一到洛杉矶感觉机场极大，从国际航班降落要到国内航班登机要把行李拿出来推到另一个登机口。居然走到了大街上，记得那天洛杉矶天很蓝，街上人们忙忙碌碌的，车辆穿梭。我独自推着行李走在街上仿佛做梦一般。西南航空的飞机慢慢升起向休斯顿方向飞去，中间停了一站上来了很多戴牛仔帽穿皮靴的壮汉。心里说这就是西部牛仔了吧。飞机在休斯顿降落已是黄昏。鲁军到机场接了我，开着他的小红车一路下去，到了西南区的中国城，远远看看见中文的霓虹灯倍感情切。到了公寓后。我到头便睡了。睡得很沉。一觉醒来已是下午两点。被外面的冰激凌车的音乐声吵醒了。出门到阳台上看到几个孩子在车前买雪糕。感到即新奇又亲切。又一次醉了，生活本该如此。不是吗？
第九章 船之缘
不记得是从什么时候开始喜欢上船的。在紫竹院和玉渊潭的湖里划船应该是高中时候，与两个要好的同学一起去紫竹院划船，畅谈青春年少的趣事。天空晴朗，湖面上徐徐春风感到十分惬意。 没有太多的学业压力，对未来即朦胧又憧憬。 那时刚刚恢复高考。我们对大学生活还没有太多的概念。受青春之歌的影响，我的理想大学是北大，向往那种学生运动中懵懂的爱情，一起为国家的自由民主呐喊的志同道合的同学们，又不乏浪漫的爱情。北大无疑是中国学生运动的发源地和最富有生气和领导地位的最高学府。
在海南坐过游艇，看着碧蓝的海水，柔软的沙滩，五彩缤纷的贝壳和优美的椰子树。不知不觉地就想唱那首著名的台湾歌曲“海水，沙滩，还有一位老船长” 。从海口到广州的邮轮的感受并不是那么舒服，天气不好，海浪很大。靠在船舷看着惊涛海浪，心里多少有些担忧。回到船舱里胃里也有些翻江倒海。迷迷糊糊地睡着了。一夜过去海面平静了很多。进了珠江口船速一下慢了下来。上岸后急急忙忙地奔火车站登上广州到北京的火车。
(未完待续）