Yi Wei year, Gengchen month, Ding Chou day, Friday, sunrise time 5:22:10.

At 5:22:09, Zheng Dao opened his eyes. In 10 seconds, I jumped out of bed and woke up on time. For ten years, he maintained a habit that never broke - waking up at sunrise every day, every minute was right.

It was his father Zheng Jian who spent 5 years cultivating to make him develop a habit.

The difference between the earliest sunrise and the latest sunrise in a year is nearly three hours, which means that the human biological clock must be synchronized with the rotation of the earth.

Dad taught Zheng Dao that everyone's enlightenment time is different, but the stupid bird flies first, as long as you get up at sunrise every day and persevere, ten years later, there will be great success.

Zheng Dao didn't want to sleep later than a dog and get up earlier than a chicken, and refuted his father - "The Yellow Emperor's Neijing" cloud: Spring and March, all things are glorious, lie down at night and get up early; In summer and March, everything is gorgeous, lie down at night and get up early; in autumn and March, the earth is bright, go to bed early and get up early; in winter and March, don't disturb the sun, go to bed early and get up late...... Spring, summer and autumn can barely go to bed early and get up early, he doesn't want to leave the warm bed early in the dripping winter, and get up late in winter to maintain health.

Dad didn't reason with Zheng Dao, he stood in front of his bed on time every day, and if he didn't agree with him, he would play a set of tai chi first, and if he hadn't gotten up yet, Dad would use his old machine to play square dance music at the highest sound.

To this day, the first thought that flashes through Zheng Dao's mind when he wakes up every day is the sound of strong and exciting music, either "Little Apple", "The Most Dazzling National Style" or "Standing on the Prairie and Looking at Beijing".

It took 10-year-old Zheng Dao 5 years to develop the habit of getting up at sunrise under the supervision of his father's scoundrels and renderings, and he insisted on it for 10 years from the age of 15!

Today is his 25th birthday.

The terrace on the second floor is located in the southeast corner, about 20 square meters, facing the rising sun. After a set of Tai Chi boxing, Zheng Dao breathed evenly and long, not only did he sweat, but he was a little more refreshed.

After the Tai Chi fight, he practiced the Five Birds Opera again, and saw the sunlight spilling on every corner of the terrace.

Loofahs grow up along the corners, cucumbers grow happily on shelves, green leafy vegetables are grown in the narrow plastic incubators placed along the railings, plus a set of tables and chairs in a canopy, and a few pots of bonsai and flowers placed in the barrage, the small terrace is full of life and full of life.

In the courtyard on the first floor, there are two large trees that are at least 30 years old, one is a plane tree and the other is a saponaria tree. The soaphorn tree faces the terrace on the second floor, and it is the flowering season, and the pale yellowish and white petals like bunches of grapes hang on the branches, like hanging wind chimes. The wind blows the flowers, and sometimes the petals fall, like smoke and dreams.

The sycamore tree is also luxuriant, and the unfurling leaves indicate that summer has begun to take over, and the canopy of the tree shades the sky and the sun, intertwined with the canopy of the saponaria tree, covering the yard in front of the door, forming a large green space. The best is summer, whether it is early in the morning or evening, in the yard to enjoy the cool or eat, do not hear the noise of cars and do not see pedestrians hurrying, quite "hide in a small building into a unity, manage him winter, summer and spring and autumn" quiet.

Zheng Dao looked at the courtyard downstairs a few times, strange, there was no figure of his father coming back with fritters and tofu brains as usual, he was a little puzzled, his father, who has always been punctual and never gets up late and never leaves a breakfast, what happened today? Breakfast is even more important than him for his father, who pays attention to health.

A gust of wind blew and rolled up the leaves and petals scattered in the corners of the terrace, creating a small whirlwind...... The wind started at the end of Qingping, and the illness occurred at the time of the slight lan - for some reason, a mantra that his father often hung on his lips suddenly popped up in Zheng Dao's head.

"Zheng Dao, Zheng Dao, I'm downstairs, are you up?" He Xiaoyu's crisp voice came from the third floor, and without waiting for Zheng Dao to answer, her figure flashed and appeared on the terrace.

The weather in May is hot and cool at first glance, not as hot as the midsummer in June, He Xiaoyu only wears shorts and shorts, casually pierces a ball head, slender thighs are toned and well-proportioned, slap face, light eyebrows, she is six or seven meters tall, just like a lush tree, slim and full of vitality.

Shimen, the provincial capital of the northern plains, has already entered the summer. It's just that after all, it's not really hot yet, and it's still a little cool in the morning and night, and there aren't many girls who get up early and dress so coolly......

She held a toothbrush in her mouth, a glass of water in her hand, one foot was wearing slippers and the other was barefoot, and she said with a flustered and vague expression: "Oh no, something has happened, something has happened! Zheng Dao, your father is gone!"

Zheng Dao rubbed his stomach disappreciatively: "He's not a child, how could he be gone?" No matter if he has anything to eat or not, I'm hungry." ”

He Xiaoyu quickly ran to the bathroom on the second floor, rinsed his mouth, and wiped his mouth with Zheng Dao's towel, seeing Zheng Dao's surprised expression, he pouted dissatisfiedly: "I don't dislike you, what else do you want?" Hurry up and see where Uncle Zheng went. ”

Is it really gone? Zheng Dao became more and more puzzled, where can a single old man in his 50s run? Although he thought so, he kept moving, returned to the room to find his mobile phone, and made a call to his father.

Shutdown.

Zheng Dao still didn't go to his heart, turned around and saw that He Xiaoyu's other shoe was also kicked off by her, and his bare two pink feet stepped on the floor, he couldn't help but laugh angrily, and touched her hair: "Little girl, how many times have you said it, the shape of cold drinks hurts the lungs, and the human body, the lungs are canopy, and they are the highest, you usually like to eat cold drinks and cold food, and you always open the air conditioner cover quilt to sleep, this is not good, it hurts the lungs, and it will be a chronic disease for a lifetime." ”

"Ahem, cough, cough ......" He Xiaoyu deliberately coughed a few times and pushed Zheng Dao's hand away, "Don't rub my head, I've said it ten thousand times, I'm not a little girl, I'm 21 years old! Call me a little girl in the future, and I'll break off your friendship!"

"Also, I don't listen to your old-fashioned theories of traditional Chinese medicine, why can't you drink cold water, can't turn on the air conditioner, can't step on the ground barefoot, I don't! I'm just a firepower Xiao Xiao He!" He Xiaoyu heard a cough from upstairs, and immediately lowered his voice, "Oh yes, my dad is awake." If he knows that Uncle Zheng is gone, he will definitely urge you to ask for rent, and you must be mentally prepared to be scolded. But don't be afraid, with me covering you, Lao He doesn't dare to be too presumptuous, but unobedient words are indispensable. ”

A gust of wind blew, and the wind chimes in Zheng Dao's room jingled - it was He Xiaoyu's masterpiece, she once didn't know why on a whim, she made a wind chime with her own hands, and had to hang it in Zheng Dao's room - on the desk, an A4 paper was blown by the wind and floated.

Zheng Dao took a step forward, and when he saw that the A4 paper was about to fly out of the window, he suddenly stretched out his right hand, grabbed it, and held his breath after just looking at it.

"Zheng Dao, see the words as faces!"

The strokes that are more vigorous and less rounded are my father's handwriting.

The letter was written with a brush.

Please forgive my dad for saying goodbye, and don't bother looking for my dad in vain, since my dad doesn't say goodbye, he won't let you find it!"

Okay, why do you want to play missing? Zheng Dao shook his head, this old man ...... It's so hard to bring!

"If you are not a good person, you must be a good doctor, which is the motto of my generation. Dad has seen a lot of the world and experienced too many vicissitudes, so Dad has a sentence that you must keep in mind - no matter in front of anyone, no matter what major events happen that affect people's lives, never reveal your true identity! Remember, remember! Don't let anyone know your secrets!"

"Dad's life is floating and nothing has been accomplished, don't let Dad's tragedy repeat itself on you, Zheng Dao, from now on, the world is vast, and it is your own world. Take care! Finally, I would like to send you a word - the right way in the world is the middle way!"