Thinking about your day, it's just miserable. Woke up early in the morning with an unbearable headache, took the medicine before daring to go out, I did not expect the first time to take the medicine stomach turned over, to the school car door a foot just step out of a mouthful of water along with the medicine vomited all over the place. So, you can only close your eyes all the way, all the way to silence. All the scenery all the personnel are lazy to pay attention to, all the noise has become the background of life.
The sun westward, the autumn wind hunting, cloaked in the afterglow of the sun, wrapped tight coat, all the way to follow the troops.
The city in front of us is a bit old, so old that almost long mold. Into the heart of the city, you can not even feel its pulse beating, full of gray eyes, thickly covered in the human heart - not through the air obstruction. The skyscrapers in front of me should be the most fashionable buildings, only the dust and dirt piled up on the walls are more and more harsh in the setting sun, mottled walls, awakened my mottled memories, that is at least fifteen years ago the county where I was the look of the street pedestrians dressed in plain clothes, thick colors, time is so easy to dovetail.
Looking down at my lake blue jacket and light-colored jeans, I can't see how I fit in with this stuffy little town of black and gray. The first thing you need to do is to look for a place where you can sit down and take a break; or look for a room where you can sip your tea and chat. However, the search is fruitless.
They can't help but follow the unfamiliar road mechanically. In fact, once in a while, I can put down my work and put down all the redundancies, no matter where I am, it doesn't matter. In this regard, no longer entangled in the just to the loss, get rid of just full of dislike, slowed down the pace, with the heart to into this old, suddenly feel the time is good. Here, there is no rush, no endless worldly hustle and bustle. Brick sidewalks covered with unknown leaves, like a butterfly quietly resting, a gust of wind in front of me, and then a few pieces of dancing down, spinning, tossing, dark yellow, golden yellow strewn, as if the time also stood still, it has been too long to have the luxury of enjoying this ancient tranquility. I think of Woody Wood's "Once Upon a Time": once upon a time the days went by slowly, choosing one thing and ending up with a lifetime. However, we always lose ourselves as we walk, unable to concentrate, unable to meditate, the reality is always trying to turn us into what we once hated. At this moment, there is no worldly constraints, there is no inertia to promote, how much I would like to be like Flaubert to see the sunrise every day on time, how much I would like to be like Wang Kailing to find the most beautiful frost. Thinking about it, the whole world is in front of my eyes virtualization, all the complexity of the complexity are gradually blurred ......
Suddenly, the phone rang, is the daughter called, she went home at the end of the park, habitually talk to me about the day's happy or unhappy. For some time now, my daughter's condition is not very good, colds, coughs ...... everything is dead grip on my heart!
Autumn wind gradually tightened, in front of the two pieces of sycamore leaves fluttering away with the wind, along the direction of the leaf fall, surprised to find hidden under the trees in the Weiweiwei is actually a civic square.
"I've been looking for her for a long time, and when I look back, she's in the dark," he said, "and life seems to be like that, and I've been looking for her for a long time. The square is not big, but a little more than five o'clock in the afternoon, here has gathered a lot of people, two playing Tai Chi a move are extremely serious style, and that watery music is soft and smooth; the corner suddenly sounded a high-pitched powerful Peking accent, close to the front, and found that so bright voice is from a rare old man, hale and hearty, full of vitality; close to the Peking Opera ticket friends of a tree sitting under the two chess, and behind each are standing a few chess viewers, and the other is a good place to play chess, but it's a good place for the people. Behind them are standing a few chess watching and watching without saying a word, quiet as if the whole world is their world; far some, three to five groups of people sitting and chatting, full of smiles and serenity ...... here in me, when the city's most beautiful corner. So, find a semi-circular seat under the tree, quietly viewing, quietly feeling. Here there is no dynamic full of ghost dance, there is no fashionable and lofty social dance. Thankfully, the hustle and bustle of square dancing has yet to invade this small town. Civic Square is adjacent to residential buildings, beside a blue building mottled and old, in this place, it is like returning to the nineties I worked in a small market town, the rhythm of the soothing, leisurely life. In the fast-paced world to stay too long, tired, chaotic, suffocating, and at this moment, all the worries behind, free to breathe, greedy to enjoy.
The fatigue of a day's traveling, the pain of the body's deficit all dissipated at this moment. Perhaps, life is like this, to get how much must first give how much, as Wang Anshi in the "tour of Mount Baotchan" wrote: the world's wonders, monstrous, very view, is often in the danger of far away, and the people of the rare to reach, so non-aspiring people can not be to also. Said the most beautiful scenery in the most distant and dangerous place, only those who have the will can reach. Nature is so, life is actually the same: the best state of obtaining which will be easy to get? Must first labor their muscles and bones, hungry body and skin, empty their bodies ...... only doubly depressed, suffering, in order to perceive the slow life of the valuable, will feel the seemingly backward small town has a lot of big cities missing culture and state. Think of it this way, all the pain suffered in the morning, usually bear a lot of trouble and aggression, have a reasonable interpretation. The time is shallow, the years are quiet, afraid of this moment is the best interpretation.
I don't know when, the slanting sun's afterglow has been exhausted, the sky is even darker, in order not to delay dinner, can only be very reluctant to leave.
Thinking about getting up at 4:30 the next day to go to Hengshui No.2 Middle School to watch the running drill, we basically have no interest in hanging out at night. So, they went back to their rooms to rest.
The night is already deep, the first day of Hengshui in everyone's sweet sleep slowly closed the curtain.