The city you live in has a long coast. The beach on a summer evening, messy footprints instantly overwritten by the ebb and flow of the tide. You say you have endless favorites.
In the morning you put on a long maroon trench coat, the collar of which was raised to cover the ends of your hair, which was dyed grape red. On your way out the door the keys turn gracefully through two 360 degrees, clinking against each other with a distinctive metallic sound as you slide them into your pocket. It's 5:45 and you're standing at the elevator entrance of your 30th floor apartment. The wind pours in through the side window and you rub your hands together, but when you meet someone who just happens to be on their way out, you straighten up and act as if nothing has happened, saying good morning in your unskilled Wu Nong soft language and raising the corners of your mouth. When you get into the elevator, you make mischievous faces in the mirror when no one is around, and take out your cell phone to take a selfie of your mouth puckering up in a bun, not at all the "clean and elegant" gentleman that your neighbors usually say you are. When you walk out of the building, you meet the boy who delivers the milk, pat him on the shoulder, which is just solid, and pull out your own bottle of milky white from the bicycle frame, pretending to be old enough to say "Shrimp Shrimp Nong", but in fact, you are not older than a few years.
Along the way through the low alley, the light is not yet bright, the nose has been sensitive to smell the flavor of soybean milk and doughnuts. I'm not sure how long it's been since I've had my mom and dad's porridge, but it's been a day, two days, a month, two months, a year, and I'm sure it's been two years since I've had my mom and dad's porridge," he said. The kids at school are running with their backpacks on, waving their hands in the air.
Then the day began, and there was a bright but not blinding light.
You listened to a boring Western Bible class, the old professor with the little glasses patting his beer belly with a whiteboard marker in one hand. You were quite focused for half the class or went off on a tangent to draw a match villain on the paper. And then you sat obediently in a different multimedia ladder classroom, blowing the heater, memorizing the lecture notes, occasionally stand up to speak, surrounded by unknown students turned around to look at you for a few moments, and then turned back. The window is drizzling.
In the afternoon you have no class, and after dinner with friends at two o'clock, you put your hands in your pockets and walk on the pedestrian street covered with beautiful tiles, the rain has stopped, and there is no more floating dust in the air. The boulevard you walk along is lined with tall sycamores whose leaves have fallen and whose trunks are half-white, but you still find it impeccably beautiful. You think of the streets you walked down every day after school in high school, the sunlight filtering through the leaves, the asphalt dappled with light and shadow. There were mailboxes with peeling paint on the side of the road, dolphin-shaped telephone booths with busy phones, and barbecue stalls with a husband-and-wife team who were very enthusiastic about treating their customers.
In the evening, the lights come on early, the windows of the Bund are mesmerizing, and the buildings of Lujiazui are extravagant. In the square, young faces dressed up as angels with halos and wings on their backs, and hip-hop dressed up teenagers dancing on the street and doing beautiful floor moves. You clapped for them as you walked past them.
You made it home around eight, and the concrete forest was just beginning its nightly climax. As soon as you entered, you took off your long trench coat, shoes and socks, and walked barefoot on the icy indoor floor without feeling the cold. You pour the supposedly 27-story purified water from the water fountain into your mouth with a big gulp, "gurgling" as the knots in your throat move up and down in rhythm, and it doesn't matter if the water spills out of the corners of your mouth. You put down the glass and slam yourself down on the couch, pressing the remote control, and the TV is either a sappy women's theater or an idol drama with a bossy accent. You watch for a while and realize that the plot is extremely boring and the male lead doesn't even look as good-looking as you do, so you change the channel with an air of triumph and decide that you'd rather watch an aphrodisiac commercial than a smug Taiwanese pretty boy.
Just after nine o'clock you turn off the TV and give your mother a call to talk about her studies and the minutiae of her life, and that's about it. She still nagged, but heard the familiar voice or feel at ease. At the end she added a sentence "have you got a girlfriend yet", you laugh and say "go to sleep, go to sleep". You get up and get ready to take a nice hot shower, and you really feel that the shower gel lily of the valley fragrance is very good, although this one is also really special for babies.
You tapped on the keyboard to write your blog as you towel-dried the droplets of water from your hair, and then took another look at the files and bills that Uncle had sent over from the company, not all of which you could actually read. You watched The Razorback again, and you thought you were going to cry, but in the end you just felt afflicted inside. You're thinking, this movie, really, really feels ah ......
You're thinking that sometime in the future, you're going to take your 350dDC on a trip to Beijing. You want so much to see that old Beijing city. There are sunset hutongs, the afterglow of the Shichahai; solemn drum tower, the four-square Prince Gong's residence; water off the Great Wall of the beacon, and through the cold air of the Changling underground palace. But what you really want to see is not the magnificent palace, nor the newborn Bird's Nest Water Egg Water Cube it. You just want to see the roots of the Imperial City of Beijing people, want to see their faces deep attempts to wise expression and calm reminiscent of the look. You just purely like the old street scene and the simple people, well then count the tongue around the Beijing accent.
With this in mind, you finally fell asleep with a small amount of fatigue. Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, far away from the Oriental Pearl Tower Jinmao Tower looms, a huge clear night sky, like the curtain has not yet been removed.
(2)
Here in my part of the world, it's a couple hours' ride to the beach. The heroes of summer are falling, and there are light cotton flakes floating in the wind like the snow in the north of the country. I think it's actually quite beautiful.
At six o'clock in the morning, the sky is still dark. The director of the extremely substandard Mandarin through the poor sound quality of the speaker resounded throughout the campus. And the incomparable love of the bed miserable farewell, because the school rules clearly written "unexplained absenteeism will be severely criticized", but the side of their own is indeed timid and afraid of things do not dare to go against the head. Dormitory eight people waiting in line to brush their teeth and wash their faces, wearing pajamas who leaned against the wall to fight for a nap, not moving the power is extremely deep. Mechanical action, godless face, in the mirror to see stubbornly erected a certain rubbing hair suddenly busy, copied up the comb dipped in water desperately pressed and pressed.
Ten minutes later rushed to the playground queue. The cold air, short-sleeved uniforms outside many people put on a long-sleeved jacket. Accompanied by the music of the "first stretching exercise" sloppy shake hands and feet will be perfunctory. As soon as the music ended, they dashed to the cafeteria; if they were late, they wouldn't be able to buy the delicious meat buns. One by one, the cafeteria became more and more crowded. The winter cafeteria is like a greenhouse in the end is to let people like, remember those days in the summer is always screaming hungry hungry, would rather go to the commissary randomly eat a little bit of death do not step into the cafeteria steam sauna.
Finally dragged his body to climb up to the fifth floor of the classroom, memorizing the sound of talking I do not know whether to call the shrine chanting scripture or food market price cutting. There are students chewing on steamed buns while memorizing words, but also some people discussing last night's NBA Rockets and Pistons tournament. In the morning reading class when the grade uniformly played the English listening, propped up his chin while playing a small hook side yawn.
My dear teachers, who call themselves "the city's most qualified team," came to our rescue. We are also very high IQ self-proclaimed, feel that the master teacher must be out of high students when the eyes out of each is the dark horse. The teachers were really good, and our grades were really bad, but we had to believe that each one of us really had the determination to work hard. Teaching math little old man to tell cold jokes that is a masterpiece, in a good mood will be a good laugh, in a bad mood to get up on a small scolding open "you bastard think the temperature is not low enough," Miss Wang lecture grammar do not forget to teach us "Early love is fruitless, the lost sheep wake up! "She is really far from it. The history teacher is not tall, but she has a big mouth. "The city's history teacher under the age of 40, but I am the strongest"......, we believe that the school's most powerful team of teachers have fought at the forefront of the college entrance exams, they contemptuously said, "Let's play with the disabled college entrance exams! "When we seem to see them behind the light of ten thousand feet.
When school was over, I took the time to go out and visit the bookstore, and I struggled for a long time, and my feet finally didn't stop at the best-selling bookshelves, but went straight to the college entrance exam books counter. The first thing that you need to do is to get your hands on the best of the best, and then you'll be able to get your hands on the best of the best, and then you'll be able to get your hands on the best of the best. The roommate called over to say that the school again stopped the water, I quite indifferent to say that I will go home to take a shower, the family lives in the city is good ah ......, the side of the phone has been scolded open.
Mom and Dad are not surprised that I sneak home from school from time to time. When eating Dad to my bowl of dishes said what the body is the capital of the college entrance examination. Mom complained that the price of pork is always rising, it seems that the future will have to eat fasting, completely unreliable it. When I left the house, my dad put something in my hand, saying that I should not be tired at school and that I should buy more than what I need to buy, not to save the money. The words I wanted to say got stuck in my throat and I finally just said, "That's enough. I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it in the future.
The school's janitorial staff shouted at the top of their lungs, "I'm not going to be able to do this, but I'm going to be able to do it," he said! The school is about to close. Wait a minute, where's your school badge?" Running up the old ramp, I spat out my tongue and pulled out my school badge from my bag. At that moment, the bell for the seven o'clock night class rang on time. Isn't it time to write English reading and analytic geometry every day without complaint. If not, I won't be able to pass my exams, right? If you don't, you won't be able to pass your exams. If you don't, you won't be able to pass your exams. If you don't, you won't pass your exams. Then two hours of night study, you try to let the horse over.
Ten-thirty, clean up everything on the bed began to drape the quilt with a flashlight to see the syllabus and lecture notes, anyway, most of them can not sleep, rather than counting the sheep as well as study the oblique throw movement to the real. Hearing the even breathing of the girl in the next bunk, I thought to myself that a good foundation is to be envied, but it's okay, last time I almost surpassed you, next time I will be able to do it. diagonally across the struggle together with the comrades said she was hungry, whispered to discuss after sneaking out of bed and rushed a cup of flavor to share the food. The boiling water is not hot enough pasties also have some hard, but still eat a lot of flavor, in fact, also know that eating late-night snacks is quite easy to fat.
Nearly twelve o'clock when finally going to sleep, said good night to each other. I don't know where there were a few catcalls and barks.
(3)
You said, "Nah, it's okay.
You woke up from a nap one lazy afternoon to learn that your father was gone forever. You hugged your mother's frail shoulders and heard her howling like a helpless child, and all of a sudden you lost the courage to cry.
At that time, you did not know anything about it and said that you want to give up your studies to share the burden with your family. Anyone who believes that you can get into the top 30 of the science class but also absolutely a business idiot. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world, and you'll be able to do that with the help of your own personal computer. The sign in the lobby of the school building counting down to the university entrance exam is only a two-digit number at the beginning of the word "four".
July of a dusk you sleep in the school artificial lake on the stone chairs, the mouth of the grass chewed out the bitter juice. Willows caress over your head, and Brazilian turtles swim around in the water shaking their bulky shells. You know you can justify going to the city where the man you've been in awe of has been fighting for years, but you're not happy at all. You said that if this ticket needs to use life to exchange, then you would rather use the three college acceptance letter with nothing to exchange for the old days of the old days. The fact is that it's a sad statement that is inexplicable.
You dragged your luggage into the airport alone, although it was the first time, but you didn't imagine so nervous. You have been persuaded to stay in the countryside by your settled mother. When she saw you off, she told you that you were becoming more and more like your father. She also told you about your father used to be a prosperous farming family, and then the duck farm was drugged and hundreds of crows died overnight for no apparent reason. Your father lost all his family assets but gritted his teeth and didn't shed a single tear. He left his wife and children, a man did not return to the north to the city. Done hard labor sold boxed lunches, suffered all the pain and stares, finally also hard to hold up a piece of heaven. But he has not yet enjoyed the blessings of the exhaustion fell down and never stood up. You use the back of your hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of your eyes, put your hands together in the direction of your home, and then walk towards the security checkpoint. A sweet voice rings out from the terminal.
You walk into your 30-story apartment and you're not even sure if it's home. You look around before you see the vertical picture frame on the desk. It was taken in his yard in the Spring Festival the year before he left home. You were only nine years old at the time, standing behind him and your mother, your eyes clear and bright, your smile innocent. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do that.
You will hand over his company to his former friend's agent, and you chose to complete your studies, because he has always been so expectant of you. You go to class every day and sleep on time and do volunteer work on the weekends, which you think must be what a good student should do. You don't smoke, you don't drink, you don't play video games because you guess he must not like it. It's been like that for two years. You financial professional classes to learn seven or seven or eight also like to ask about the company's business, uncle said you are more and more outstanding you mouth embarrassed to say that it is still far from it, in fact, you heart clearly happy with the discussion of a small daughter-in-law like.
You can proudly say to him, Dad, you can rest assured.
You have been great.
(4)
I said, well, nothing.
It's been a long time since I've had a chance to work on a new project.
The first time I've had a chance to work on a new project, I've had a chance to work on a new project, and I've had a chance to work on a new project. The fact that they are not in a position to do so has not changed the fact that they are in the bottom of the list in their first two years of high school. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get a good deal on a new product, but I'm sure you're going to be able to get a good deal on a new product, and I'm sure you're going to be able to get a good deal on a new product.
Still not good at math, science and chemistry, when the liberal arts desperately trying to convince themselves that all roads lead to Rome, but in fact, still a little lost after all, is so much like the science. The first thing that you need to do is to get a good deal of money to pay for the services you need. Every day was a day of handing out papers and answering them and reading scores and grading exercises and nothing more. The paper will be passed down from the front row of the paper folded into a paper airplane, open the window or not thrown out, put back on the table and re-spread, in the wrinkled crease write the name and start to answer the question, the table scattered with erasers and water-based pens and staplers.
Occasionally, you will be in a bad mood, and the way to solve the problem is to go to the street with your friends. The first time I saw a favorite music box, I coveted it for a long time, but I was still very sensible and did not buy it. The actual wallet is actually left with less than twenty bucks after you take out the irrelevant membership cards, book rentals and calendar cards, and then deduct the cost of meals and then the cost of materials. Eating snacks is also a way to vent your emotions, so long acne long fat complaining about heaven and earth or can only blame yourself. I've been living in my late teens and early twenties, and I've never had long hair, never worn a skirt, and never had a crush on a boy who passed me by. The body is not tall, fat, appearance is also very general. The first thing you need to do is to find someone to arrange a blind date after the college entrance exams.
These are the first time I've ever seen a woman in the world who has been in a position to make a difference in the way she looks. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get a good deal on a new one, but I'm sure you're going to be able to get a good deal on a new one. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get the best out of your life, but I'm sure you're going to be able to get the best out of your life, and I'm sure you're going to be able to get the best out of your life. When I grew up, I waited for the long awaited total lunar eclipse, but I had to go back to the classroom because of the night training. The next time you have to wait another four years, four years is really a long time.
I'd like to go around and see the mesmerizing scenery, even though I haven't crossed the provincial line yet. The school has excellent brothers and sisters, in the winter of once in a certain day went to some distant city, writing their words, and then get recognized, all of a sudden become the national mouth of the talented son and daughter. I am neither that talented nor that lucky, and although I would love to find a grand excuse to take a gorgeous vacation, I know beyond a shadow of a doubt that, like most seniors, the college entrance exam is still the number one priority. I'd like to take the time to watch movies and listen to music to memorize words and phrases, even if it's hard to do so, but I have to insist on it.
Dear Phoenix dear Jiuzhaigou dear Zhangjiajie ...... although I have not yet arrived, you can never never wait for me.
(5)
There is no chance in this world, only inevitability. Is the growth of age so that the quantity has become qualitative change, or how many trials and tribulations will be more proud of the capital.
Chopin's fingers flew over the black and white keys, and the winds of the seasons picked up the waltz.
"I carry on my back the grace and favor they give."
"Mom and Dad, your daughter isn't that bad."
"How are you studying? Our school isn't something you just get into."
"It's actually pretty good, and getting into the University of Z and F isn't such a far-fetched wish anymore."
"I wish my friend could have a smooth and unencumbered journey."
"Although I can't share your unhappy past, but believe that we will always be at your side."
"A friend is one who still speaks of love even when they are far apart."
"Your blessings are like freshly baked dunked dumplings that warm the heart."
"You must work hard ah, to surpass me only ah."
"Will do, now I'm too much better compared to you two years ago, huh?"
......
Those little happinesses within reach, like the sky-covering blue overhead, and the ever-growing lemon eucalyptus of the season.
(6) Afterword:
Once the fog was thick and now the clouds are light, one person's sun rises and moon sinks and another person's stars turn.
Such two states of life seem to others how unrelated, and no intersection, but I know it is not just a simple "you" and "I".
But I know it's not just a simple "you" and "I", it's "we", the "we" who treat each other as good friends.
These words are for my good friend Roxas, to whom I made a promise: to write our fairy tales, to sing our songs, and I hope he will forgive me for not being a good chronicler, but at least I wrote them with all my heart.
We always encourage each other, because we believe that as long as two people's hearts are together, then even if they are thousands of miles apart, they will not get lost in their respective journeys.
Those yellowed past and sharp future, can not compare with the present peace and calm to the real. Although this emotion really has nothing to do with that thing called love, but still sincerely hope that God gives you and me to favor.