Wen: I am vegetarian
The woman on crutches on the sidewalk in front of her, moving her feet forward with difficulty step by step.
She did not how old, top dead is also in the early fifties look, the body wearing clothes, before it should be flamboyant, like those who dance in the square dance of the amazons, lest let onlookers at a glance to notice their old age, out of the door when to smear a thick white powder on the face, eyebrows finely sculpted, the lips are also sure to smear a layer of brilliant red, the body of the clothes is wearing a Colorful, black gray color monotonous clothes are left at the bottom of the box, because of the body's dynamic, aging face in the exquisite makeup and vivid clothes under the wrapping, can still vividly show the old woman also has the grace.
The same clothes are now also worn on crutches in the body of the woman, clothes above the color greatly discounted, deposition of gray a lot, very flattering to cover the woman's awkward forward a move of the body, obviously see a lot of wide, it is a woman before the disease like a piece of clothing, the texture is okay, from the big malls to buy back at a discount, after the discount also cost two hundred, sedentary! It will be wrinkled, need to iron it before you can wear. The size of the fat and thin also moderate, wearing a very comfortable.
After the disease, the woman's weight from 160 pounds thumped straight down to 120 pounds, all the clothes have become wide and ill-fitting, set on the body of the empty pull pull, and the woman's flesh between the empty a large section, walking with a tiny airflow in the space like a swimming snake, so that the woman always feel a layer of coolness in the skin gliding, ice cold cold cold cold widows. The folds on the clothes because of the sedentary because of the emptiness began to dense, this woman herself can not be seen, since the disease, she no longer look in the mirror, since the disease, she never go out, this time, the woman waited for the family are not at home when the crutches out of the door, she wanted to think of not far from home, the park, to find a corner, quietly fuming will be lost.
Out of the home of the woman, the head has been straight to the front, the eyes are determined, around the familiar people see the woman out, want to take the initiative to say hello, the woman turned a blind eye to the expression of shocked back all of them, they waited for the woman to go far away, surrounded by whispering together.
The woman's heart is shielded, her ears are also shielded, everything outside is not the slightest bit related to her, her mind is only thinking of a corner of the park, where she once read a book by herself, and sat quietly observing the ants feeding.
It was a quiet place, no one disturbed, silent and comfortable, overhead is a lush tree, blocking the sun's scorching, there are stars and light will be through the leaves of the tree is not hidden gaps projected in, sometimes, there will be sparrows from the sunshine straight swooping in, fluttering to the ground, leisurely solo, to see her in, but also do not fear, round small black eyes staring at her, as if the acquaintance of the question: do you want to go? The little round black eyes stared at her as if she were an acquaintance and asked, "You're here.
She didn't dare to move her body for fear of disturbing the sparrow's ease, but her face would unconsciously smile, and the corners of her mouth gently rose: I'm here, and you're here, too.
The sparrow flew away with a spread of wings, and she took her eyes back and landed on the tree, where she was reading Shi Tiesheng's "Me and the Earth" that day.
The woman was making lunch when she realized that there was something wrong with her body, holding the chopsticks and noodles in her hands, suddenly a little bit unable to make strength, her legs and feet began to soften, stepping on cotton, she knew that the situation was not good, her father and mother are all post-stroke patients, it seems that her efforts to do everything in order to avoid inheriting her parents' persistent illnesses are still in vain, called her son home to be sent to the hospital, and it was true!
The disease was similar to that of his parents, perhaps a little more serious, a brain hemorrhage.
The situation didn't seem to get better after the infusion, but on the contrary, it got a little worse, the whole body was weak, the arms and legs were all limp and not a little bit of energy. When she was thirsty and wanted to raise her hand to drink, her hand would not listen to her brain, and she would not move at all.
However, her heart was cooled down, but her face was so relaxed that she talked to the doctor, the nurses and her son and grandchildren. The pain in the heart seems to be like a million needles in the up and down ups and downs of the general pain unbearable, but the face is always a picture of the mountains and water and natural and calm look, light warm and silent.
After a month in the hospital, the woman was discharged from the hospital, the body is still soft, legs and arms without a bit of energy, lying in bed, the woman was not willing to tie herself up in bed forever, and so on, until there is no one at home, struggling to get out of bed, fell to the ground, but also not the slightest sense of pain, biting his lip and climbed up, leaning against the wall a little bit of movement.
The son wants to hire a nanny for the woman, by the way, cooking by the way to help the woman exercise, the woman does not let the son to buy a pair of crutches back, she wants to stand up on their own, take care of their own lives, hire a person she really waste.
No one at home, the woman on crutches in the yard, a circle a circle wandering, forehead beads of sweat down the cheeks have been falling to the ground, the back of the neck oozing sweat like a thousand legs of the caterpillar in the wandering, the woman is not the slightest bit aware of it, all of her attention is focused on the legs, go, go, go, her heart resides in this one word.
The woman was finally sure that she could walk on her crutches, without the help of anyone, to the corner of the neighborhood park where she was accustomed to stay, and she decided to push open the door of her house and bravely walk out, but she did not want to accept sympathetic inquiries and ridicule of the probing any kind of eyes, she raised her head high and straight, her neck stretched, and has been staring straight ahead as if she walked into a no man's world.
Step by step, the woman on crutches moved slowly down the sidewalk of the road.
At this moment, in a corner of the park, a group of sparrows are jumping back and forth on the branches of the tree to play and play, a small sparrow found the woman's figure, its round, black and black eyes staring at the woman's hobbling feet, stayed for a moment: you're here.
The woman also saw the little sparrow, the corners of her mouth turned upward: I'm here, I'm here again, I'll come back later, I'll throw away my crutches and walk by myself.
The sparrow nodded trustingly and tilted her head, squinting at the sunlight peeking through the leaves.
The woman followed the sparrow's example, tilting her head and squinting at the sunlight peeking through the leaves.
The sun is fine. Little Sparrow said.
The sun is good. The woman said, too.
Afterword:
In order to finish my daily writing, I wondered what topic to write about. Then I remembered the double crutch woman outside the window, and remembered that I had previously seen a woman who was supposed to be very flamboyant, not much older, just in her early fifties, but now she is on crutches every day to come out and go in, what kind of sadness will she have in her heart?
What if the woman on crutches is me?
No, I am not willing to sink there, I want to stand up and rely on their own will.
In the article, I do not want to use any other, the power of man, I want to rely on their own stand up.
A sparrow appeared in my side, it is actually Xi'an Drum Tower scared out of the sparrow, see people, and do not avoid, very comfortable jumping jumping, that time, I sat on the promenade, the body leaning against the wooden columns, leisurely listening to the wind gently brush the face, next to a pool of lotus water, ripples.
Later, I fell asleep, so comfortable and restful.