These two days I went to the river again.

When he got off work at noon, Tang Yi came to the guest restaurant as usual. After ordering the food, Tang Yi sat down, still by the window.

At this time, a middle-aged person, dressed neatly and simply, sat down in front of me.

Tang Yi was smoking a cigarette, "Here's one." Seeing that the other party was not alive, Tang Yi handed over a cigarette.

"Pump mine. The middle-aged man said, kindly taking out "China".

Before Tang Yi refused, the cigarette was handed over, and it was better to obey than to be respectful.

Tang Yi has always been a "cigarette handler". How can I say it? Whenever people who smoke are together, the first person to hand out a cigarette is often Tang Yi. Tang Yi doesn't care whether the cigarette is smoked fast, but feels that handing over the cigarette is a kind of etiquette, even a pleasure, as long as the other party doesn't mind the quality of the cigarette, Tang Yi is always willing to share the cigarette, it is like a stepping stone for interpersonal communication, but also like a meeting gift between friends, hand over the cigarette, you can get closer to each other and talk freely.

Of course, sometimes others are faster than themselves. This shows that the other party is more reasonable and friendly, and Tang Yi also welcomes this.

This middle-aged man is more than 1.7 meters tall, wearing a casual suit, revealing the kind of stability and composure that has gone through vicissitudes between his eyebrows, his hair is slightly gray, he talks elegantly without panic, and his demeanor gives people a look of willingness to communicate and trust, perhaps this is called mature charm.

"You work nearby?"

"Yes, I'm in the Innovation Park. ”

"That's not bad, young people work hard, and the future is immeasurable. The middle-aged man took a puff of his cigarette.

"I've just come from Shanghai, and the capital is indeed a good place, but it's also a place where there is a lot of fighting. At present, all aspects are being grasped more strictly. ”

Tang Yi felt that the other party should be a local official, maybe the mayor or the secretary of the municipal party committee.

But before he could speak, the other party opened the conversation again: "Actually, direction is very important, sometimes it's a matter of standing in line, and sometimes it's a victim of wanting to add to the crime." Like so-and-so, he used to be a well-known figure, but he accidentally used funds temporarily to understand the urgency of the moment, and he was expanded, in fact, his ability is stronger than some of the higher-ups. ”

Tang Yi felt that this middle-aged man must have a purpose in coming to Beijing, but unfortunately this topic was too sensitive, and it was inconvenient for him to participate, and it was not enough to participate. only replied lightly: "Yes, sometimes it's just a matter of luck." ”

"Hahaha, luck. The middle-aged man took a puff of cigarette and immediately changed the topic, "Young people work hard, you are now at the right age to do what you want to do, what you like, and you must not waste time on useless things, such as traveling, such as over-indulging in games." ”

Tang Yi realized that the other party was really witty, and suddenly realized his motive for speaking.

"How much money can I get a month now? Is there any meal supplement for eating here every day?"

"It's more than 4,000, there is no meal supplement, but there is a student dormitory, which is cheaper. Tang Yi replied truthfully.

"More than 4,000, a little less, try to find a better opportunity, no money is absolutely impossible. Tang Yi originally wanted to get a positive answer from the other party, but he didn't expect the middle-aged man to gently and unceremoniously pour cold water on himself, probably he is also a rich man.

Tang Yi thought it was very interesting, and during the conversation, you and I continued one by one. The atmosphere was so good.

It's a pity that he is only an employee outside the system, otherwise, Tang Yi must seize the opportunity to be friends with him, this is not to say that Tang Yi tends to be inflammatory, but a little opportunity in a chance encounter, and what is more valuable is that the other party is willing, willing, and proactive.

It was a bit of a pleasant lunch.

The middle-aged man didn't show anything special, and he also ordered a rice bowl, but there was one more soup.

This simple meal may be the façade of this place, it is the busiest time of day at noon, and there are a few restaurants next to it, but it is much more humble in comparison. Hygiene is the first choice for eating out.

Although it was a chance meeting, although it was a very happy conversation, Tang Yi did not stay longer because of this, but still ate a bowl of rice quickly, said goodbye, and went for a walk by the river.

The early winter sun is a little weak, and the slight breeze makes the Bucheng River slowly move like a ghost, as if to warn people that winter is coming, I am a pool of cold, you must be prepared, otherwise you will freeze.

Tang Yi stood in front of the stone stele, looked at the chairman's chic and well-structured Qin Yuanchun, and looked blankly at the words "count the romantic characters, but also look at the present dynasty", and meditated.

During the war years, how did people survive many difficulties, maintain an optimistic state of mind, and stand at the pinnacle of victory? How people struggle in times of peace, overcome the barriers of life, and come to the other side of joy.

Time is never merciless. He carved people's faces, gave birth to the vicissitudes of all things, and then casually followed the flow of water, singing silent songs.

The middle-aged man, a man who has gone through the world, is now still under the immersion of the years, running for the unknown fame, where he has accumulated how much self-confidence, and how much unwillingness and unyielding he has precipitated, engraved in his heart the advice of young people not to give up easily, and then gave the years a glass of orange wine.

Everyone has their own path, everyone has their own regrets, and those regrets have become deep sadness buried in the bottom of their hearts, turning into laughter that they think they have seen through the world and rely on the world, and they are unwilling to leave for a long time.

Yes, when people are old, the heart is not necessarily old, the heart is old, the words are not necessarily old, the words are not necessarily old, the words are not necessarily old, it is carved on the stone tablet, or printed in the book, or circulated in people's daily communication, always exudes the kind of longevity with the sky, and the country's boundless style, follow the flow of the years, together with the people's hearts.

If I could, I would choose not to be born. If I could, I would choose to stay in my hometown. If I could, I would choose to do nothing. If I could, I would choose to have nothing to worry about. If I could, I would choose to be alone. If I could, I would choose a lifetime of blandness. If I could, I would certainly prefer to choose a lifetime of high and high morale.

Since he chose a distant place, he only cares about the wind and rain. Tang Yi remembered the poems he saw in high school, and remembered the hard work at that time. It is no exaggeration to say that Tang Yi is not a person who misses the old, yes, even if it is a temporary stay, it is still just to take a better step forward, perhaps this is because he is still young, he is still young.

He was afraid, afraid that life would have a sigh, that he would become a middle-aged man in a casual suit many years later, and that there were still so many people and things to sigh in the days when food and clothing were worry-free, and there were so many things that he couldn't let go.

Count the romantic figures, but also look at the present day. Every time he reads this domineering sentence, Tang Yi's heart is hot, as if he is the general who immediately whipped back then, as if he is the complacent son now, and it seems that he is the strange man who will be the future of the world.

Can time slow down, give yourself, give your parents a little relief, can you have more opportunities, give yourself, and give a little miracle to the future.

The capital is the place where dreams begin. Not only themselves, not only migrant workers, not only Chinese people, but also friends from **** and international friends, they are standing in an inconspicuous corner under their gorgeous appearance, exuding their strongest voice for life, and they are loud.

Yes, for life. Ten thousand trickles into water, and eventually converges into a river, like a surging song.