The square of the railway station is full of passengers, full of tents, large bags of luggage piled on the ground, close to the Chinese New Year, people who come back are in groups, due to the weather disaster, even if they arrive at the train station, they can not return to their long-awaited hometown.

These unfortunate passengers were cold and hungry, sleeping in the square of the railway station, with a pair of expectant eyes, homesickness could not be broken for a long time, they looked at the floating clouds all day long, thinking that the wanderer would not arrive for a long time.

The people who stayed in the train station were crowded, and from time to time there was a news on the radio that the XXX train from a certain place to a certain place was delayed, or it was directly canceled.

She silently prayed in her heart that her train would not be canceled, and she would accept it later, as long as she could reach Guiyang.

They all say, "If God closes a door for you, I will open a window for you." ”

The train they took was not fast or slow, and arrived as scheduled at just the right time, and when the train entered the station, the security inspector opened a few ticket inspection channels, and several small doors checked tickets together.

Han Bin took her to find the carriage and sat in the position, at this time the train had not left yet, and it was still quietly parked on the track.

The train is a train from Xi'an to Guiyang, and many passengers on the train are from Xi'an, and some have already gotten off the train halfway, and now the seats in the carriage are not full.

The image that comes to Tranquility's mind is the scene of stepping on the train two years ago, a man carrying a heavy suitcase, wearing a pair of slippers, his hand full of luggage, and his heart is empty and I don't know what to fill it with.

After two years, I stepped on the train to leave again, which was just proportional to two years ago, and now I am empty-handed, but my heart is full of heaviness, and I can't breathe under heavy pressure.

That period of youth is still vivid, and now it is the age of youth, but it is facing the vicissitudes that should not be had at this age.

With the sound of "flutter, flutter", the train began to glide slowly on the tracks, and all the still life outside the piercing quickly flashed in front of me.

Just like youth, it always passes by in a flash without us noticing, and when we calm down and look back, we find that everything is so empty.

I still remember the hesitation on the train at that time, and I have been cautious and uneasy about the road full of unknowns.

After a long time, that time is often remembered, and it often appears in my mind now.

I think of myself at that time, and I think of the silence, loneliness, anticipation and longing gaze at that time.

Perhaps, it was because the time was too pure at the beginning, or the complexity of the present is always involuntary and incapacitated.

Or perhaps, I never forgot who I was at that time.

Maybe we all have a secret forest about youth, overgrown with weeds, or empty, overgrown because it has never been taken care of, and empty because someone has been here.

Every day I have walked before, I am constantly trying, constantly confronting, constantly trying to accept, and until today, I am constantly learning to face all that life has to offer.

As the car drove faster and faster on the tracks, she saw rows of tall buildings moving away from her, as if they were walking, they walked farther and farther, and finally disappeared from her sight.

"How's it going, is it cold?" Han Bin asked as he looked at her with concern.

She shook her head and said, "It's colder in my heart!" and looked out the cold window in disbelief.

"Where are you going?" walked over to the empty space across from her, and sat down as she spoke.

"Let's get to the terminal!" replied Han Bin in a cheerful tone.

When the girl sat down, she was still talking to herself, "I actually found the wrong carriage just now, why does the young person seem to have Alzheimer's disease." ”

Tranquility looked at the way she spoke, and wanted to laugh, but she held back, she was afraid that as soon as her laughter came out, she would be beaten and lying here.

Han Bin turned her lightly, looked at her mischievously with his head sideways, and the expression on his face was very weird.

Tranquility stared at him for a long time, Han Bin suddenly burst out laughing, turned her wrist and said, "Hey, Tranquility, do you remember who used to play before, blink before anyone?

Tranquility nodded in agreement with his proposal, and she said strangely, "What's the bet we're betting on like this, what happens to those who lose?"

"You can mention the conditions, you can do anything!" Han Bin also looked like he was swearing.

"That's okay, I haven't figured it out yet, what to do if you lose, why don't you compare first, and then talk about it when you think about it. The two of them seemed to have reached a consensus in this way.

After a quarter of an hour, and there was no win or loss, the girl sitting on the side couldn't stand such a strong and persevering two people competing in this game.

"Handsome guy, you lost!" she deliberately wanted to interrupt his thoughts, but Han Bin continued to stare as if he hadn't heard her words at all.

She just covered their eyes with one hand, and said with a grin: "How boring are you guys? ”

The two men looked at each other, said "Huh!" and looked out the window.

suddenly found that it was still fun as a child, at that time, when she and Han Bin played this, it was always more than five seconds, he would definitely lose, otherwise he would laugh, she always won the championship in this game.

More and more days, we are always nostalgic for the past, and we always feel that the old days were very good.

Some people may always ask, why is it always yesterday that the good is good? Maybe it's because we all fall in love with the word "nostalgia".

No matter how old you are, or the years are barren, everyone has a nostalgic plot in their hearts, never need to deliberately recall the past, just a certain look, a smile, a figure, every word, a little thing, you can return to the most true and innocent childhood, ignorant and beautiful beginning.

Although the memories were vague but clear, blurry and illusory, the city that once lived in the deepest part of the soul, and even a certain person in the city, a vivid scenery, is enough to wake us up, all the joys and sorrows of the past, the gathering and dispersion, all of them, will emerge in our minds one by one.