At noon, people of all sizes were already walking in the thick snow.

Across the hotel is the huge farmer's market, which is full of life.

Tranquility held Lin Jiajia and kept walking with a smile, Han Bin and Jiang Hao followed closely behind.

"I'd better go and change my clothes, people are holding funerals, my clothes are too bright, not suitable. Lin Jiajia said.

Ning Jin took a closer look, it was indeed a little inappropriate, a big red down jacket with a big red scarf, the marriage was quite similar, and the funeral was too unbearable.

"Why don't you buy one, there's still some distance to go back!" Han Bin said.

"Is this just a reasonable excuse for those who want to buy clothes and spend money?" said Lin Jiajia with a smile.

In the end, she decided to buy a coat to change into, so as she walked, she peeked at the clothes store on the side of the road.

After walking at an intersection and crossing into the streets of Xindajie, Han Bin suddenly stopped walking and stared at it stupidly.

"Let's go, what are you looking at" Jiang Hao's words he didn't seem to hear at all, he was still tilting his head in place, looking intently.

Jiang Hao walked to his side and looked at him in line of sight, there was nothing, wasn't it just a building, with windows and railings, he suddenly said to himself: "What is this, what are you looking at?"

Ning Jing and Lin Jiajia, who were walking in front, also stopped, looked back at the two places where they were standing, Lin Jiajia gently turned Ning Ning and whispered: "Jane's family."

"Ang, Jane's family!" replied to Lin Jiajia in a quiet and puzzled manner.

"Jane's supermarket, it was opened by Han Bin's family. Lin Jiajia replied quietly and quietly.

Ning Jing thought silently in her heart, she only knew that his family was doing business in the county and opened a little, but she never thought that it was the largest Jane's supermarket in the county, and now she stood at the door of her own supermarket, but she didn't dare to stride in, maybe there was nothing more humble than this moment.

"Han Bin, do you want to go to the supermarket?" asked Tranquility pretending not to know.

He waved his hand and said, "No, no, no, I don't have anything to buy, let's go." ”

As he walked, Jiang Hao scratched his head a little out of his head and shook his head helplessly.

On both sides of the road of Xinjie stood camphor trees, full of green leaves that had been wrapped in white snowflakes, and the sky was still falling one by two, two and countless snowflakes.

The coolness slowly soaked her memories, that year, the little girl with a plain face, with two pigtails and a pair of white shoes, kept popping in her mind, and the girl who was used to filling the gap in her heart was now hard to find.

Tranquility thought in her heart that although only two years had passed, she no longer had the courage to tie those two braids, let alone the crazy courage she had at that time.

On this balance of maturity and childishness, it has long been on the shore

Time flies, and now all that remains is memories buried deep in my mind.

The boy who bought the rock sugar gourd and hid it has long since disappeared and disappeared.

There will always be many people in life, and there will always be a lot of fate, just like this fluttering snowflake, I don't know whose belonging it is, maybe it falls on the ground and is trampled by people, maybe it is lucky to fall on the leaves, and it is photographed, appreciated, and cared for by people.

A whole noisy noise ran through her ears, and she looked up to know that she had unconsciously arrived at the place Xia Qing said, the old house in the suburbs, there was already a bustling crowd at the door, and the white roses neatly placed on both sides were unusually conspicuous.

Her mother likes white roses, so her father seems to have bought out the white roses in the entire county, and there are two large rows of crowded in front of the door.

She always said that he had experienced the ups and downs of his life, great wealth and wealth, and now the pain of losing his wife, and in many ordinary days, his calm heart often swells with inexplicable touch.

Although she has left over the years, Xia Qing has always been there, and Xia Yang who is back now, because of the sincerity of this love, he wants to dedicate all the good things to the world, and there are always some life setbacks and encounters in the world, but because of this fiery feeling, our hearts are always surging, and we always have the courage to be as bright as the sun in our hearts, and we insist on the reason to continue on the road of life.

Many people don't understand why he would organize a funeral for such a person, leaving him and Xia Qing behind when he was down, and there seemed to be opposition around him, and there was no one who agreed.

But he said: "A life is too long, everything can change, a life is too short, a life may not be done in a lifetime, and when you reach the end, you will find that a life is really short, far from being as long as you imagined in your heart, and it will never be far away. ”

He said that for him, in Tongzi, a small county town that has experienced too much prosperity and loneliness, in the passing time, he quietly dredged up the three places and two cities, Chongqing, Guiyang, tourists coming and going, and people of all colors, who can no longer remember whose past and whose hearts can not be seen clearly.

In this narrow street, the old houses, the intricate circuits, and the stalls on the street that do not give up an inch of land seem to be too unreasonable, but they are operating peacefully, prosperously, messy, this is life.

He always said, don't pay too much attention to the choices you made when you were young, young is a thing, no matter how you go, whether you are rigorous, serious, or casual, no matter how you choose, it will be a mess.

When we were children, we were always in a hurry to grow up quickly, and when we grew up, we thought about graduation and work.

After work, we always want to be promoted and raised, to be able to buy a car and a house, to have more financial resources, to get married and have children, to hope that our son will become a dragon, and our daughter will become a phoenix......

Everything is in a hurry, and everything in life is as imagined, but it feels that life is not real, and the reason why it is not real is because I have not experienced it well, so I am busy turning time forward.

Xia Qing's father's words touched all the people present, and crystal clear tears fell on everyone's faces, and round teardrops hung on their faces, and they slowly fell to the ground with a cold wind blowing.