Chapter 173: The row of sycamores on the side of the road

After a four-hour train journey, we finally arrived at Guiyang Railway Station as scheduled, and the passengers with large and small suitcases in slippers crowded towards the exit of the station.

The scene outside the Guiyang Railway Station was even more incredible than everything she had seen at the Tongzi Railway Station, with a large crowd tied up here, and tents of all sizes set up on this vast land.

The elderly, children, and young workers, acquaintances and strangers, they are all close together, as if they are warming up in the group.

Looking at the scene in front of me, I couldn't help but feel a little sad in my heart.

Her steps were difficult, and she walked carefully in the corridor under the plane tree, Han Bin followed behind her, following her step by step.

The snow on the ground has been stepped on by people, and there are all kinds of footprints, large and small, which have already covered the originally white snow with mud.

The snow that has been stepped on by people does not melt, but forms ice cubes in temperatures of minus a few degrees.

"Be careful" Before Han Bin's words were finished, her body leaned back and almost fell to the ground, but fortunately, Han Bin behind her supported her.

Seeing the sparse taxis on the road, I don't want to stand here and take a taxi.

Two years later, I left this train station again, and the only improvement was that this time I knew where to go and where I had to go.

"Let's take a taxi, shall we?" Han Bin asked her in a tentative tone.

She glanced back at him and said, "I don't know how long it will take to get a train here, standing here blowing cold wind, I'd rather walk slowly, so that it will be at least a little warmer." ”

Han Bin listened to what she said and listened to what made sense, no longer refutated, obeyed her meaning and followed her closely.

After a few steps, she paused again, looking at the bright and convex sycamores in the distance, on the large and small branches, piled with white snow, and couldn't help but sigh.

She took a deep breath and said, "Han Bin, do you know? Two years ago, I came out of this train station alone, it was much more miserable than now, although the sun was shining at that time, but I didn't know where I should go, carrying a heavy suitcase, wearing a pair of slippers, although it was early autumn, the sun was shining, the breeze was not dry, I stood here for half an hour, thinking about where I should stay, where to go, in this strange and prosperous city, where should I go. ”

Watching her talk about everything she had experienced before easily, it seemed that all this had become her current foreshadowing, making her understand that in this strange city, there are places she can go.

"Didn't you come to Guiyang with Han Chen?" asked Han Bin in surprise.

"Who told you that I came with Han Chen, I came alone, just like those people in the village, who went north and Shanghai with bags on their backs, but I just had bags on my back. Tranquility replied with a grin.

"Guipiao, where did this new word come from?" Han Bin asked her with a smile.

"Oh my name, didn't you hear what I said to you?" Serenity replied as she looked at him.

Walking out of the front of the gymnasium, the road is diagonally going down, there is a little slippery feeling, she walks crookedly, a pair of hands are staggering looking for a sense of security, but on this road, how can you not get anything that can give you a sense of security.

"Ah" screamed, and when she saw her tall and thin body, she fell down directly, and Han Bin couldn't save her in a hurry.

It's just that his hand just caught her head and pressed heavily on his arm, and the painful expression on his face was really ugly and made people want to cry.

"Are you alright?" Han Bin asked as he looked at her with concern.

She tried to stand up with her hands on the ground, but after several attempts she was unsuccessful.

"I ...... I'm okay, are you okay?" she asked Han Bin as she struggled.

"I haven't been fallen, what can I do, be careful with your head, I'll take you. Han Bin spoke to her and carefully took out his arm.

I found that I couldn't exert any force, and it hurt to stretch my hand if I wanted to, let alone pull him up.

He put down the bag in his hand and used his left hand to try to lift her up on the ground, she gave it to him with a smile, and it was too slippery along the ground, and when he pulled it, he slid down and walked, and he couldn't stand up at all.

"You let me go first, and I'll slowly slide under the tree and stand up with the tree!" she said, pointing to the plane tree not far ahead.

Seeing that the distance was not very far, Han Bin reluctantly touched his head, and told himself with a painful expression that only her method was feasible at present.

Watching her prop her hands on the ground, carefully sliding forward and walking, this kind of helplessness, this kind of heartache and pain, may only be understood by her and Han Bin, two people who have experienced it personally.

Finally stood up under the big tree in front of him, relying on its strength, his pants were already soaked, Han Bin endured the pain in his arm, and pretended that it didn't happen.

"You just walk towards the tree, you see here, there is a plane tree not far away, you just look at the tree, if you are about to slip and run to the tree, run to the tree, run and hold it, you should not fall to the ground. Han Bin pointed to a tree in front of her and said.

She gave her thumbs up and said with a smile, "We didn't expect it, let's use this method! I'll go in front and you will go behind, and you will come again when I get to the tree." She said to Han Bin in a praising tone.

He looked at her and nodded, letting her go first, and just like that, they walked and ran at a speed, and finally completed this downhill journey.

Han Bin looked back, a row of French plane trees standing in the heavy snow, braving the cold and standing energetically against the wind and snow.

Looking at the tranquility of the soil that was constantly bending over and patting his body, he thought silently in his heart: "If one day, someone asks what is the most memorable thing for me in the city of Guiyang, I think, it must be the French plane trees here, which let me accompany her in my heart to walk the most difficult road." ”

I remember Mr. Lu Xun once said: "In fact, there is no road on the ground, and when there are more people walking, it becomes a road." I think this sentence should be used by many people as an inspirational motto. I used to think so.

Just like in this freezing weather, all places are the same, and there is no clear road to tell us, where is the road, and where to walk is one word, that is, "slippery".

Only by mustering up the courage and constantly moving forward, there will naturally be a road under our feet, and this road depends on whether we are willing to try it ourselves.