When I first went to work, I had to look for a place to live, and I didn't know where to walk up a few steps and felt that I was already very far away, and the first few places I looked for were in the winding alley, and I only remembered that the road was paved with green slate, and when it rained there were often splashes of water, which, when coupled with the anxiety of just going to work and the mood of not being able to do well everywhere, made me feel that the place was terrible, and that it was cramped and small in every way.
Later, the unit arranged a place to live, we all call that place a pawnshop, sounds as if it is going to be sold at any time packaged, live in fear, good to live in that all colleagues, although not in a unit, more or less have heard of, and slowly a little bit of affinity for the place, but often hear the Sha Shi natives talk about how the year how used to be how, there is always a kind of listening to people talking about the book. Feelings, after all, never participated in, and the splendor has long been gone, listen to the people laugh it off, said the people long pouting and sighing, in the end, it is difficult to level.
Now married for seven years, I think it's a real Shashi daughter-in-law, still living in the Meitai Lane, during which countless times I wanted to buy a new house, Mr. Wang always refused to excuse himself for various reasons, so my life is still centered on this alleyway. The exit of Meitai Lane is Beijing Road to the north, and at the junction of Beijing Road and Garden Road is the landmark of Shashi - Shashi, a man-high stone with a perforation in the center, standing on the bank of the river. To the west is Shalongda Square, when I got married, the square across the corner of the Times shopping mall is still there, carrying the memories of generations of people in Shashi, leading a wave after wave of fashion, but I never went in to shop after I arrived in the city, because from the outside it looks like all the cheap wholesale clothing and footwear, which is not very useful to me. Later, it was rebuilt and turned into the present Renxinhui, above which a Wanda movie theater was opened, connected to the underground passage on Beijing Road, and there were still many people, as if it had become more fashionable, but I always felt that there was a little less flavor.
Square corners connecting both sides of Beijing Road is not now an underpass, but two flyovers, a National Day or New Year's Day New Year and other festivals lively, than now in the underground mall in the pure shopping to buy buy more interesting - malls in which the city are the same, however, these two flyovers to the holiday season to appear in full bloom elsewhere! Difficult to find: because just below the square, after Beijing Road and Zhongshan Park, the city of several large shopping centers are also not far from this road, the holiday trafficking Kongming lanterns balloon bubbles and other seasonal contraptions vendors abound, and even a lot of fresh students or office workers also went to wholesale to sell a sell a hilarious, not at all Wuhan Jianghan Road caught the person asked brother and uncle to buy flowers do not buy flowers on the children! The annoying mercenary smell of copper. After dinner in the evening, the elderly to the park to walk and dance in the sword dance, far away back to the relatives of the family reunion after a full meal is bound to come out to stroll around, energetic youth just young people naturally refused to let go of the festive season of the great opportunity, the most favorite is of course the joyful leaping children, the scene looks as if in the Dream of Red Mansions over the Lantern Festival, the parents should guard against small children will not be as Xianglian Parents should really guard against children getting lost like Xianglian. At this time on the footbridge must be crowded with people, each tilted his head and looked at the sky, see the sky floating around the Kongming lanterns, flying far away from the invisible, rising high like a star, sending their hearts blessings, screaming and shouting one after another, in the center of the city, so that everyone's heart is rising fireworks, the atmosphere of the festival has reached its peak, the joy of the emotions in the night boiled over, the lonely will be infected, temporarily forget the The lonely people would be infected and temporarily forget the bitterness of their hearts. Later, the footbridge was torn down, the city specifically arranged for a few places to set off fireworks, I have not been, I do not know if there was the scene of the year. Plaza on the New Year's Day or a few people to put lights, but sporadic scarcity, adding to the melancholy, once even drifted to the just repaired the building on fire, had to call a few fire trucks, and became a farce, gradually, no one put.
Meitai Lane to the south out of the Zhongshan Road, which is the most evocative of the old Shashi people sentiment of a road, this road is paved with green slate, it is estimated that I just came to look for a house to walk through the road. Zhongshan Road now there are several old buildings, the post office counts one, is said to be the Japanese occupation of the time to repair the water prison, Mr. Wang pointed out to me when he said that the steps up to a corner of a soldier guard, as if he had seen the same, it is estimated to be his hands to tear the ghosts of the drama to see more, always imagine that you can go up to tear a, but the joke is not here, after many years, the atmosphere is still heavy for no reason. There is also a place where I just came to work, has now become the Bank of Industry's archives warehouse, outside the two large round columns, the large door frame engraved with the three words Xu Jiayuan, vaguely see the red paint sprayed, I think it is not the prestigious family mansion, this is no one to tell me. Because I am the unit for many years the first recruited into the girl, colleagues are very enthusiastic, as if a stomach of family history to say with me to listen to - listen to the story of it, I am very happy. The outside of this building seems to be as wide as three rooms, inside the deep and narrow, a power outage even if the sun is shining outside the innermost kitchen staff dining with the room is also dark, like the night. So I was in a blackout at noon with a candle on the weak flame to listen to one of my older colleagues told the story of the repair of this house, is a tragedy, the plot is too tragic to detail, so that I can not forget is that my colleague was sitting across the table from me, the candle flame flickering, she told the voice of the feelings, I listened to the horror of the abnormal, but she saw her eyes wide open, colorful, and add to the thrill of the atmosphere, which led me to that meal did not eat well and fled out. I didn't finish my meal and fled. Later, a blackout there I have a shadow, my big sister also often laugh at me, which can not blame me for being timid, but only because of her storytelling is too good. So these old buildings really do not make me have a good impression of this road, but it carries the city's former pain. This road further south, is the river, the famous ports of commerce is here, the unequal treaties we all know, once the prosperity has been gone, the river has a built when called Asia's first long Yangtze River Bridge, connecting the city of Shashi and Jingzhou jurisdiction of several counties and cities.
? Meitai Lane is not too long to walk up, but everyone who comes here is always a small restaurant or a fruit stall or even a breakfast store regulars. Once a coworker said she rode her bicycle far in the morning to buy breakfast, I was curious about where she went to inquire, she said she went to Meitai Lane, I was dumbfounded. Year-round living here and do not think where special, here at random a fried doughnut selling soybean milk can become the city's news protagonist; now three or five friends about which museum to eat too much oil will bring their own steamed buns to drink rice, ask where the steamed buns are inevitably said to be Meitai Lane's old steamed buns. Each stall is like a ring, can always stick to this as if the ringmaster general, after fighting and fighting after the calm and relaxed. I often take my children in the morning to go is a wonton store, the owner is not local, the store in a crowd of narrow early morning store on the spacious, only two kinds of breakfast business, hot noodles and wontons, hot noodles with a little millet rice, and Wuhan hot noodles taste is not the same as the wonton soup with a little seaweed shrimp skin, are not sharp-tongued elderly children favorite breakfast.
? This morning, because it is Sunday, our family of three went to Meitai Lane to eat breakfast (usually in the morning all went their separate ways, respectively, to their respective units and schools as the base). I usually do not like to eat this kind of thing, but Niu Niu recently very like to eat, her father also followed a piece of food, I bought some bean curd brain xiao long bao patty cake and so on to sit at the table next to them while eating while waiting for them. In addition to the two of them sitting at their table are all old people, there are two old people new to join, they are alone with the morning table with the old man to talk to. Generally old people open their mouths to ask your age, this pair of nagging is no exception, the old man said he was eighty-eight, the crowd saw him alone, neatly dressed and refreshed, the voice is not big, but thick and clear, full of diners have to marvel at the house, they said that live to a hundred years old no problem. The old man saw someone chatting with him to talk about his own participation in the war against the United States and North Korea, did not die, came back alive, next to the good people immediately asked him about his retirement pay pension a class, just asked the old couple took over: "How much we have no problem with, that is to take the life of the fight." So they began to talk about their own retirement life and pre-retirement units and so on and so forth, I listened to the energy, the middle said how many once red now closed plant enterprises, and how many people may happen to know where they are now, the old people say as if they are in front of me, in my are fresh and unfamiliar.
However, our breakfast has been finished, I want to continue to listen to can not, Niu Niu to go to practice writing, well, yes, a skimmer, are to be practiced, from the small practice. Walking out of the breakfast store, it seemed like a century had passed, the environment just didn't seem to be the same as when I first came in, was it something I heard? Or was it because of what had happened in the first place? I am not quite sure. However, the change is really in the unconscious has happened, this is the Meidai Lane, I also just passed a morning.