Chapter 141: Whatever you meet will pass
The mornings in the depths of winter are very cold, and I don't know why this year's winter is always drizzling, and it is difficult to see the warm winter sun.
Serenity stood out the window, looking at the thin layer of frost on the ground, and the bewildering fog outside the window, perched on the light convex branches. The branches of the trees danced softly and sweetly with the swaying and intoxicating wind.
She has already arranged her own work and changed shifts with Liu Diandian, which is equivalent to her going back to her hometown this time, and Diandian has to work for a full ten days in a row, but in order for her to go home, and her expression of request, Liu Diandian didn't even have a reason to refuse, and she had to agree, and she said in her tone: "Sister's affairs, no matter how hard it is, you have to bear it." ”
A simple plastic bag, containing two sets of change of clothes, there is nothing else to hold, she picked left and right for a long time, sighed and said: "Others go home are suitcases that can't be put down, and I am just a simple clinker belt, nothing to pack." ”
Diandian always replied to her mischievously, "It's okay to bring a bank card." ”
She curled her mouth and replied, "There are a few bank cards, but there are no goods in the cards, what's the use of being empty." ”
"Squeak" opened the door, and said to Liu Diandian, who was still on the bed: "I'm leaving, don't miss me too much, and ah, from today onwards, you will be alone in the empty room." ”
Liu Diandian waved his hand on the bed, and said disdainfully: "You go quickly, just remember to bring me something delicious." ”
With a bang, the dormitory door was slammed shut by her, and she turned around and walked out onto the street.
The cold wind was blowing vividly, and she couldn't help but shiver a few times, her hands were in the bag of the down jacket, and she didn't even want to stretch out the hand holding the bag.
People buying breakfast on the street have already scrambled to stand in their stalls, waiting with expectant eyes for people to come and buy.
The shops on the street were opening one after another, and she didn't care about admiring the dazzling array of goods or tasting the mouth-watering food, but she could only speed up and catch the bus home.
She didn't care about taking the bus anymore, so at the street entrance of Huaguoyuan, she stopped a taxi rushing and hurriedly got in.
She smiled and said to the taxi driver, "Go to the stadium bus station." ”
The master drove the car and turned right under the Huaguoyuan Bridge, and hurriedly drove on the road to the gymnasium.
Passing through the bridge of the beautiful Nanming River, looking at it, the lake water in winter is so calm as a mirror, the old man practicing Tai Chi on the river bank is full of energy, and a red Tai Chi suit looks vigorous and joyful.
On the slow lane: The middle school students who are rushing to the morning extracurricular class are the first to get up, and compared to them, we office workers are much happier.
Although they all hummed and chirped and complained that they hadn't woken up yet, isn't it also a kind of happiness to sit in the back seat of the car, leaning on their father's warm back, and listening to the crisp sound of bicycle bells?
The car passed through the intersection of Zunyi Road, and the red light just happened to stop the four wheels that were rushing to a halt.
She looked out the window at the high-rise buildings, the office workers in front of the building, holding bags, fashionably dressed big brothers and sisters, stepping on hurried steps, and saying "yes or" early when she saw her colleagues. The pace under his feet did not slow down in the slightest, as if everything was in such a hurry.
On the opposite horse, a boss with a leather bag waved his colleague and two taxis stopped in front of him, making him a little at a loss for whose car to get into.
As soon as the green light turned on, the brothers and sisters all stepped on the accelerator and hurriedly drove to their destination.
Under the overpass from the train station, the traffic jam has begun to be unable to drive, and one by one is jammed into a car city.
The traffic police uncle is also busy enough, directing traffic for a while, dealing with violations and speeding for a while, and in this cold winter, there are still beads of sweat on his face.
I have to say that they are amazing, just stretch their arms, and they keep the intersection in order. It's like a general commanding thousands of troops.
The car stopped at the gate of the stadium bus station at just the right time, and as soon as I got off the bus, many scalpers came to canvass for tickets.
They were all shouting: "Zunyi, Zunyi, Bijie, generous......" Anyway, canvassing from all over the place rushed up to surround them.
Tranquility didn't like people coming up to her and asking her where she was going, or kept chasing her and asking her where she was going, she said in a very bad tone: "Where I'm going, I know how to buy a ticket, don't surround me." ”
Hearing the tone of her words, the people around her canvassing all dispersed, and there were still countless people in the station on a cold winter morning, most of them carrying large bags and small bags.
This is the first time she has taken a bus home since the opening of Guizun Road, there is no air conditioning in the car, there is no toilet, sitting in the car is extremely cold, especially the feeling of frozen feet is not her own.
The little boy sitting next to him wore headphones, listened to the most popular MP3 of the moment, leaned back in the chair, and seemed to enjoy the music in his ears with relish.
Her position is right next to the window, and there is a thin tone on the glass window, and with a slight stroke of the hand, there is the pattern we want.
I remember when I was a child, in the winter, there would always be patterns of different sizes on the windows, and sometimes there would be a little argument with the neighbor's friends because of different opinions.
She gently scooped the curtains on the car window, and involuntarily began to scribble on it, and unconsciously it was Han Chen's name that appeared on the glass window, it turned out that many years had passed, and she was still used to writing his name on such a glass window.
Time passes at our fingertips, without a trace, in the world of time, maybe everything is boring, but our world is always full of fun, full of unknowns, and we are always full of expectations for the unknown future. And what you find interesting is your love of life, your expectations for the future, or your forgiveness for the past.
What was in the past, will always pass, and those new things in the future will always make us lovely.
People say, "It's easy to live, it's easy to live, it's not easy to live"
However, it is precisely because life is not easy that everything will have a different meaning, isn't it?
Walking in this reinforced concrete forest, there will always be a lot of misfortune, but also a lot of luck, and all this whether we remember or forget, everything we meet, in the dead of night, when we go to sleep, can only become the nourishment of dreams, when the sun rises, everything will be a new day.