That day, there were a lot of people in the square, in the middle of a group of aunts who have been moving with the rhythm, as well as a few uncles, the uncle's dance seems to be practicing for many days, the movement is very skillful, not inferior to the aunt.
Mom also joined the team, happy to dance. Looking at her hands sometimes up, sometimes down, no longer slim waist still dancing "youth", I sigh although the age of each no longer young body left traces, but can not stop each heart yearning for rhythm.
In addition to the dancing people, there are people watching the dance, perhaps because of the inconvenience of bringing a small child, around the aunts while watching the children play and can not help but jump. See I was looking at her, did not hold back as much as a shy smile. Children in the outer circle of play running, a moment that reminds me of my childhood in the countryside, summer evenings we are also such a group of three or five catching and playing, adults in the tree under the cool, nagging family life. Waving a fan to let us not run too fast, lest another sweat. And where do we care so much, but also run the joy of vigor.
There are two or three toy stalls in the outer circle, a group of children are surrounded by a pot of colorful Brazilian turtles, and from time to time also reached out their little hands to fish their tails, scratch their shells, a little bit without fear. Sell or not sell out do not know, this little turtle is afraid of scared enough, the stall owner rushed over to stop, "turtle bite is very painful, oh", scared them hurriedly retracted the sinful little hands. The adult pulling to buy home to raise.
Mom was tired of jumping, came over and stood by my side, asked me if it was a little boring ah? I said, no ah, but rather quite interesting. You see that sister in white, well dressed, makeup, also wearing a beautiful earrings, slightly chubby body, a white dress, dancing very involved and intoxicated. It doesn't matter if you look good or not, what matters is that you are happy. Mom said, yes, it is important to be happy.
At this time, the music stopped, today's share of the square dance to this end, the stalls began to close the stalls, people are not slow to go home, looking at the face of a smile, as much as there is a kind of bystander feeling in front of the eyes of the people of the town is like a painting, the painting is the life of the people, adults in the old, the children in the grown-ups, the inheritance of a generation.