Street Park

My favorite part of this city is the street park below my office. This small park with an artificial lake in the middle is basically located in the center of the city, but because of the demolition and reconstruction of several residential areas in the neighborhood in the past two years, this year, the evening to the park for a walk in the park is obviously a lot less people, but I am very much like, not too many people are not too noisy, walks before and after the people do not have physical contact.

Not a lot of work in the evening, after dinner downstairs to the small park to walk, breathe some fresh air, shake a hand and foot, put on the headset began to walk around the middle of the artificial lake on the three or five laps, but also very cozy; in front of a mother with her daughter, hand also carry a small speaker, a poem seems to tell the little girl to go out to walk with a poem to do the background, looking forward to her daughter into the phoenix of the mother was also Very hard; and then go forward, to the square dance area, basically every time the same music, the same pace, the same set of women, but every time they do not see the number of people become less or action has slack, several times I also want to join them, but too slow action, seems to be out of place with me, every time just think about it and finally give up; and then go forward, walked to the heart of the lake kiosk, kiosk outside can often see a 60-year-old man, a man, a man, a man, a man, a man, a man, a man, a man, a man. A 60-year-old uncle, with a water-soaked brush writing on the ground, basically as long as it is a sunny day, you can see him; that word is written really well, I guess the uncle before retirement is also a word worker, even if it is water as raw material, you can see that every stroke is strong, occasionally there will be three or two onlookers, but also does not affect the uncle's concentration, and think of their own words, some shame, and the words written by the head down and walk over quickly. Head down and walk quickly past it hahaha; a circle almost finished when I saw the front of a pair of old people walking hand in hand, although the pace is very slow, but the two people side by side holding hands of the scene also let me heart a hot; the grandfather mouth still humming a little song, looks very relaxed and relaxed, the grandmother step is obviously smaller than the grandfather, the grandfather just with her, the two do not say anything, but this is not the picture is not what we say! If the time is still early, I will also go to the other side of the park to walk on the square, the square is obviously a lot of lively and noisy, there are tango dance of the ladies, there are learning roller skating children, there are several sets of street dance training courses; and I like to see the children roller skating, they along with the instructor's gestures in a circle, skating, one at a time to bypass the obstacles, and occasionally there will be a fall, but also do not see crying, climb up and then skating, seriously learning roller skating, and the coach will be able to help the children to learn to skate. I love to watch the children skating with the instructor's gestures, skating in a circle around the obstacles one at a time! The street dance here, the onlookers of the most people, each time they can jump on more than an hour, from their bodies really feel the youthful passionate burst of feeling, I think next year I am also ready to learn to jump Zumba, work long time the whole person does not have vitality and prone to sleepiness, Zumba seems to be more suitable for me than fitness right, who said that the dance belongs to the young people only?

The street park at night seems to be the way it should be, the lights are shining, people are moving, people tired of the day, come here at night, or a person, or two friends, or a large family, walk around the lake a few laps, or look at a variety of performances on the plaza, to completely relax themselves, the day's smooth, not smooth, on the temporary are put aside, after all, the night is to belong to their own; while the night is for me, the street park is the place to be. For me, the street park is the most humane place, here, just want to see the people, these ordinary extraordinary strangers, everyone has their own stories, and I look at them in the heart to build their own stories;