The old partner many years ago, died of illness, the old man and children in a piece of life.
Sons and daughters, have a job, come back late every day, and the morning out very early, go to work, they rarely landed in the house, the occasional holiday, stayed in the house, but, either sleep late to get up, is the home suddenly came to many of the old man does not recognize the people in a piece of card playing, drinking, the house, although the bustle, but there is no old man's thing, can only Dumb on the side, watching their lively, just, can help to greet guests, to pour water, listen to them talk, looking at the lively scene in the house, the old man also feel happy, which is much stronger than he stayed alone in the house, at least the house, there is a human figure, there are people talking and laughing voice.
But many days, the old man is alone in the house. Although the house is beautifully decorated, those chic furniture, are in their respective positions, quietly standing, but let the old man can not feel the warmth. The only thing that accompanies the old man is the TV. Many days, the old man just sitting on the sofa, watching TV. However, the TV to watch a long time, see more, look at, are those people and those things, are other people's things, and the elderly have nothing to do with, plus people are getting older, the eyes are not good, the old man is also afraid to watch TV, in the TV, but also to find the inner solidity. And turn off the TV, can only be so dull, silly sitting in the house, the heart of a blank, empty.
Such a time, the old man moved the stool, sitting in front of the large window, looking out the window scene.
The old man's house outside the window, is a yard, the yard around, is a few and he lived in the same house, the same high building, in that high downstairs, like he lived in the same high-rise, there is a door into the building, the old man loves, is to look into the door of the stairway of each house, see people in, but also to see people out. There were people alone, and there were couples with each other. There were old people, middle-aged people, young people and children. Just by watching, the old man memorized the faces of these people and knew which people lived in which house.
The old man in the house, stayed bored, lonely, but also go downstairs, outside the neighborhood there is a large playground, in the playground, there is a row of stones built stone, in the afternoon, there are a lot of people come to the playground, there is a walk to exercise, there is a square dance, but also in the playground on the side of the stone sitting down, quietly looking at the playground.
The old man in the playground, no purpose to walk for a while, will also sit down on the stone canyon, the old man from time to time will be able to meet those faces are very familiar with the people, only, the old man is familiar with them, they are not familiar with the old man.
The old man sat, the brain what also think, what also did not think, eyes what in the look, what also did not look. And from the unconscious speech of the people beside him, they know the situation of the family of these familiar people, which people have money, which people have the right, what kind of car those people have, what people love to do, the old man knows.
The old man knows these, these people do not know. No one and the old man to talk, the old man does not talk to any of the people, the old man's heart, it is loaded with these people, these people's things, looking at these people, come and go, with his indifference to wipe the home, but the old man knows their lives, seems to know why they came, to what place, so the old man's heart, in loneliness, the heart, but then there are so many faces familiar to the people's lives with, and then felt warm and felt that he was not alone.
The old man knows that there is a very rich man, looking at the BMW. Also know the rich man's things, young and poor, what suffering have eaten, and later, made a business, earned a lot of money, bought a good car, also bought a house in this place, is too noisy in the big place, the air is not good, but also hot, bought a house in this place, hot days or free time, come over to live. The old man knew that when the BMW came, it was the rich man who came here from the big city to relax. When he left, he went back to the big city. The old man's heart then sighed, people really have suffered in the bitter, only one person.
The old man knows that there is a person who is an official, in which unit, what time to go downstairs out, when to come back. Also know what this person likes to do, and in the twilight, but also often see some strange figures, into the building, the old man knows, that is to go to find that official to do things.
The old man also knows that some people are generally not at home, only on weekends, or a very long vacation to come back, come back, but also do not talk to people more, either stay in their own homes, or go to the street to sneak. The old man knew that these people worked in the countryside, worked in the countryside, and only came back to their homes in the city on weekends. In this city, there is their home, but is the city's transient, like migratory birds migrate.
The old man also knows that some people, only the old man, and children. The old man is looking after the child, looking after the child's life, transporting the child to school. The child's parents, the old man's child, either went out to work, or the same work in the countryside, usually can not come back, the old man picked up to take care of the child. In the child went to school, the old man and his one's solitude, some, in the neighborhood of the river picked up the land out, planting some vegetables, food. Some, in the street along the dumpster looking for garbage, paper shells, plastic bottles, often those who collect rags to come, the garbage sold, the money sold, to buy ice cream for the child, buy lie to eat, but also take care of the money for oil and salt. Perhaps, not only to earn money, but in the place of leaving the land of reinforced concrete, found things to do, the heart feels solid, no longer lonely it!
The old man thought, that rich people, that powerful people, that are outside of his life, it is difficult to approach and socialize on, he is just a lonely old man, in their eyes, are too small. And in those who occasionally come back, or often live here, seems to be busy, each has their own things, also difficult to approach, he is an old man, is not going to be on their eyes. The old man saw those lonely old people who, like him, took care of the children, and wanted to get close to them, to be close to them, to talk to them, to listen to them talk about their parents, to listen to them talk about their children's affairs, family affairs, and also to listen to them talk about their lives, farming in the countryside, planting in the city, and picking up garbage. Then, they also went with them to the river to pick up a piece of land, also planted food, vegetables, and also a piece of garbage, figure someone in a piece, say a word, have something to do with the joy.
The old man thought so, and also very quickly approached an old man.
The old man's home has beer bottles, see that the old man to send the child to go out, thinking that it is out to pick up garbage, busy downstairs, rushed to the old man shouted, the old man twisted his head, he said to the old man, the home has a few beer bottles, there is no use, put in the way, so the old man to take it.
The old man then followed him and went to his house to get beer bottles.
The old man's house, cleaned up very neat, clean, so that the old man to get beer bottles, do not dare to enter the house, the old man, but the face of a smile, enthusiastic, said, no matter, no matter, busy, let come in and sit down, and then, the old man poured water to drink.
The side of the water, the side of the old man said his family, after finishing, said with a sigh, the family does not lack of anything, not lack of food, not lack of clothing, children are good to him, nothing to let him do, let him stay at home to play. However, such days, there is nothing to do, not even a talker, let him feel lonely, he would like to find a thing to do, a piece of the river to pick up a piece of land, planting vegetables, but also a piece of garbage to pick up, pick up, sell the money he does not want to figure out in a piece of things to do, someone to talk to the music. I asked the old man if he was willing to call him a piece.
After listening to the old man, said, can ah! I'm afraid you can't stand the pain of farming, and I'm also afraid of picking up garbage, and I can't let go of my face.
The old man said, as long as there is something to do, can be happy, I can suffer, I was young, what work has not done, what suffering has not suffered it! I am old, there is what can not let go, as long as you can enjoy, and do not break any laws, but also care about his face not face.
So, the old man gave the beer bottle to the old man, and then went out with him a piece of the street to pick up garbage to go.
While picking up garbage, he listened to the old man talk about the countryside, but also about picking up garbage, which garbage is useful and which is not. The old man has something to do, but also have someone to talk with, let the old man a moment to feel the time passed quickly, people's hearts are also particularly happy.
And the things picked up, are given to that old man.
In the twilight, very happy back home, the old man washed up, humming a little song, turn on the TV to watch, waiting for his son to come back.
The son came back earlier than before, came back, look and before some different, walked to the old man, staring at the old man, and then rushed to the old man said, we are not good for you which.
The old man said, no bad ah!
The son said, we owe you.
The old man said, no ah, not lack of food, not but drink, let me play at home.
The son said, "What are you doing out there?
The old man said, and an old man went out to collect garbage.
The son said, we don't care about the money.
The old man said, I just want to have someone to talk to, there is something to do with the joy of that garbage I did not want to give the old man.
The son said, however, others do not care what you figure, picked up the garbage to whom, in the eyes of others, you are a garbage scavenger. This year was seen by a colleague, said to me, know how shy my face? How much it made me hold up my head? Starting tomorrow, don't pick up garbage anymore, just stay home and play, and say if you lack anything.
The old man wanted to say something else, but nothing came out. The son did not listen to what he said, and huffed and puffed away.
The next day, the son bought the old man new clothes, bought a lot of good food. And the old man, too, never went out to pick up garbage again. The old man came to call him, he pretended not to hear. In the neighborhood and then encountered the old man picking up garbage, the old man lowered his head, pretending not to recognize the same, indifferently walked past.
The old man still resumed the same loneliness as before, lonely and alone in the house, sitting in front of the window, looking out the window, although he was familiar with that person, those things are as familiar as his own family, but, those people are not familiar with him. When he was bored, he went downstairs alone, out of the neighborhood, and skipped around the playground alone, and then, sitting at the edge of the playground, staring, listening to people talk, he didn't say anything, but, separated by a layer of belly, no one knew the old man's heart, familiar with everything. But no one is as familiar with him as he is with others.
2014-8-7 Grass