In the early morning of midwinter, there is a thin layer of silver-white frost on the ground, and the surrounding cold air is as piercing as if it were drilling into the cracks of the bones, which should be the longest information in winter.

Frost, it always walks around in the long-awaited winter, the steps are so light and soothing, quietly falling from the distant sky, covering the whole city.

Tranquility walked on the sparsely populated street, hurried to the bus stop, she had to complete the things the leader ordered, do market research, and come back to continue to work.

It's been a long time since I've crowded the bus on such a morning, and the people who go to work are all rushing at this point, all of them are in the bus stop, waiting for their own bus with expectant eyes.

People say that the bus always waits for a long time and doesn't come, and the one that doesn't sit appears one after another, and it is exactly what people say.

In the cold winter, except for the bus stop, the streets are sparsely populated and silent, and the occasional sound will set off the deserted streets.

The aunt who sells soy milk fritters in the distance is holding her hands and shivering in the cold wind, the broken branches on both sides of the road, and the broken and scattered dead leaves hanging on the branches.

The lonely and lonely lying on the ground on the cold and green cement road under your feet is even more poignant, and the buildings tightly surrounded by the cold air, like lifeless statues, stand silently and helplessly in the city, feasting on the cold wave around them.

After waiting for the bus for fifteen minutes, I finally saw the bus I was going to take, slowly driving across the road.

She made her way through the crowd and stood where the bus was going to stop, waiting for it to stop.

Suddenly, a child with a schoolbag on her back, running with her head down, and one end in her arms, she was startled when she was waiting seriously.

She hurriedly helped the child and asked if it was okay, but she nodded and apologized more politely, and kept saying that her sister was sorry, and her sister was sorry.

She smiled, patted her shoulder, and said to her, "It's okay, it's okay, as long as you're okay." ”

The little girl hurriedly started running again, saying as she ran, "I'm going to be late for class, thank you, sister." ”

She suddenly laughed, and thought in her heart, thank you sister, thank me for something, I didn't do anything, and some people said thank you.

The car stopped in front of her with a "beep", she straightened the bag on her shoulder, pulled the handrail and got on the bus to the little cross.

Little Cross is the most prosperous area of Guiyang City, which is full of high-rise buildings and shopping malls, and is not as short as the shantytowns of Huaguoyuan.

On the way of the bus running slowly, the midwinter sun has slowly appeared on the horizon of the city, and it is warm and generous shining in the corners of the city.

"Finally the sun is out"

"When the sun is out, the classroom is not so cold. ”

There was a sudden commotion in the car, and people's topics didn't seem to leave the proposition of the sun.

The old man laughed and rolled up his sleeves, and the child laughed in celebration, as if he had been waiting for the winter sun to appear for a long time.

There are many young people in the car wearing headphones, listening to the most popular MP3s, and enjoying this winter morning.

After several stops, the bus finally stopped in front of the intersection where the small intersection passed, and she had to cross the small box of Zhengxin Street to Beijing Hualian.

Some shops on Zhengxin Street are still closed and not open, and there are many people selling breakfast on both sides of the road, all shouting and shouting.

Soy milk fritters, glutinous rice dumplings, Guiyang old vegetarian noodles, sweet wine glutinous rice balls, and porridge buns .......

All kinds of breakfast spots are lined with Zhengxin Street, and there are also people who are in a hurry to go to work buying and packing, and some are already eating while walking.

She bought a cup of soy milk, two fritters, took a two-yuan breakfast, and walked towards Beijing Hualian with happiness.

As she walked and ate, she didn't feel the cold of this midwinter at all.

When waiting for the traffic light at the intersection, she had already solved the fritters in her hand, and held a cup of warm bean lady in her hand, just enough to warm her cold palm.

A minute of the world passed, the green light on the opposite side finally turned red, following the footsteps of this pedestrian, she also quickly crossed this intersection, and walked to the Guishan Hotel, her eyes were patrolling everything around, as if her destination had forgotten where to be.

Suddenly thought of what the leader said to her: "If you can't find Beijing Hualian, first find Guida Hotel, turn your back to the hotel, and walk to the right to see a few big characters of Beijing Hualian." ”

She is now on the square at the entrance of the hotel, and after making a gesture left and right, she walked straight forward, her eyes kept staring at the shops on the side of the road, looking for the big words "Beijing Hualian".

Walking less than 500 meters, the door of the supermarket finally appeared in her sight, and the supermarket was relatively deserted in the morning, which seemed to be realized by all supermarkets.

Hualian Supermarket already has automatic bag storage equipment at the door, so you don't have to stand and store your bags in this cold winter like them.

At the beginning of entering the supermarket, she was ready, took out a small notebook from her bag, and a sky blue ballpoint pen, which was also a gift for Bright Milk, as a promoter, she was sure to take one to use first.

After walking around slowly, I found that the lively vegetable area is still lively, and the grandmothers come to the supermarket early in the morning to grab cheap dishes, as well as goods with activities, which are the most attractive places to see grandmothers and old aunts.

She was recording and was interrupted by the vibration of the mobile phone in her bag, and when she saw that the phone was Liu Diandian, she heard her frustrated voice as soon as she connected it.

I have been asking Tranquility to finish here, go to Wal-Mart, that was originally the market research that Liu Diandian was going to do, but she injured her foot on the way to the frost, so she could only ask Tranquility to complete it for her.

Tranquility first greeted her with concern whether her foot was seriously injured, and then agreed to her with an indifferent look.

It's a little funny to think that since she came to this city, she usually hasn't had the opportunity to sit on the ground, and she doesn't have the courage to sit on the ground like this, because she is afraid that others will look at her abnormally.

Now it's good, I can finally sit on this ground in the open, helpless, and don't care about anyone's eyes, and I don't have to worry about who will laugh at me.

She sat on the cold ground for ten minutes before she slowly got up, patted her sprained foot, slapped the mud left on her pants, and limped down the street.