As I've said before, I'm not greedy for the new and tired of the old, but just greedy for the new and nostalgic. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

That was before. Can ...... now

On my first day back home, I watched my "Flash".

Its front tires blew, and the rear tires both blew out on the inner and outer tubes. The chain was no longer flexible, and the front frame was rusty a lot. At that time, there was a voice in my heart: I want to buy a new one.

After getting used to the feeling of "big black", I found that the feeling of "shiny" to me has become very strange. Like, you like someone and you're together for a while, but then, for some reason, you get apart. Then, you meet another person, and you slowly like it, and you are together for a long time, also for a while. Dramatically, for some reason, you are also separated. Later, you meet the same person who was with you again, and that person wants to be with you again, but you realize that all you have in mind at that time is the person who has not been separated for a long time. And this person you liked at the beginning, in front of you, you feel so strange......

When I told my uncle that I was going to buy a new bike, he was surprised!

Puzzled, he asked me, "If the tire has burst, wouldn't it be nice to replace it?"

I said a few far-fetched reasons for Uncle: "Because the chain of 'Shiny' is not flexible, it looks very dilapidated." Also, I'm used to the bike I rode in Cambodia, the bike was a little bigger, and the 'Flash' was relatively small, and I wasn't used to it. ”

After listening to my so-called reason, Uncle didn't say anything......

After that, I went and bought a new one, which was about the same size as the "Big Black". However, it doesn't feel as good as "Big Black", so I feel a little lost in my heart.

The price of the new bicycle is even cheaper than the price of the "big black", and the "big black" is still bought in the second-hand market.

I always seem to remember the good of "big black" in my heart, and I can't see the good of the new bike at all. That's not fair to a new bike. When I used to buy a bicycle, I would quickly give it a name. But after buying a new bike, I didn't immediately name it because I didn't feel ......

I don't feel it, so why should I buy it?

The evening when I bought my new bike, I was in the bathroom reflecting while my aunt was cooking outside.

My aunt asked me very understandingly, "I bought a new car, what are you going to name it?"

I replied lightly: "I don't know what the name is, I don't feel it." ”

Then, I asked my aunt, "Auntie, am I a little greedy for the new and tired of the old?" I abandoned 'Shiny' because it looked old, but in fact, I can continue to ride......

Auntie replied to me with a very sober sentence: "It's not a little, it's just it!"

I...... Really so greedy for the new and tired of the old...... Is it?

Since I have already bought a new bicycle, why can't I forget the "big black"? The "big black" was already scarred before I returned to China, so why should I remember it? I don't care about the new bicycle, I feel like a waste of it......

After that, I rode a new bicycle to Shiyan to find Ying. Along the way, I felt it, and finally felt the goodness of it. It meets my needs, I want it faster, it meets me!

It's also a little buggy, with the front brake always being a little noisy.

When I met Ying and accomplished what I wanted to accomplish, I went home happy. It feels like you're in a good mood with it!

So, I finally embraced it! and gave it a name, "Little Perfection."

When I told him to call it "Little Perfect", the front brake was miraculously noiseless. It felt like it had agreed with me and given me a response.

After that, I took it to the rental house, and unexpectedly, happy things followed......

So, it's "little perfect"!

I don't think I'm any, I'm just greedy for feelings.

Time goes on.

I went back to my hometown that day.

At that time, I was sitting on a minibus with a license plate number of Guangdong K4025, the car had not yet started, and the cold smell in the car was challenging my stomach's endurance. I can make it clear that I didn't have breakfast that day......

4025, it's you who love me. Haha, good license plate number!

Well, what caught my eye in the car at that time was a shoulder-length woman in a long red flowing dress.

As soon as the woman got into the car, she asked the driver in a very cute doll voice if the car was in Dacheng, and then was mixed up by the steps. In exchange for the old driver's sentence "Don't always look at me, look at the road......"

So, my eyes were drawn by her.

After careful observation, the woman was of medium stature, with a medium face and a little more flesh, and her smile was quite simple.

After listening to her voice on the phone, I felt that she should be one of those women who even scolded people, and her tone sounded quite gentle. Such a woman doesn't know how to be fierce......

Well, what am I doing?

Forehead...... From an objective point of view, I am carefully observing the things around me, from an aesthetic point of view, I am appreciating beauty, and from the perspective of the world of flowers, I am looking at sister paper......

I sat in the left corner of the last row of the bus, and she sat a few rows across from me. After that, she suddenly sat in the single seat in front of me to the right.

So, I saw it......

What do you see? Say it out loud and seriously, what do you see!

I saw the black shoulder straps slipping slightly......

Forehead......

Before I finished speaking, I saw that the slightly sliding black shoulder straps made her even whiter on her fair skin, and beneath the black shoulder straps, there was a tattoo of a small flower. I don't really like girls with tattoos, but the feeling of that tattoo next to the wrapped black straps is sexy......

Forehead...... Do you like someone?

I just like to observe beauty, observe beauty, okay?

Good, good, really good.

The car, at last, started after I observed the perfection. At that time, the requirements of the station were higher, and it can be said that the safety of passengers was more important. All passengers are required to wear seatbelts before the bus leaves the station.

Well, that's good! I'm happy to fasten my seatbelts.

After the train left the station, the conductor said to me, "Master, now you don't need to wear a seat belt." ”

I was in the mood at the time...... Master, I'm ...... Is it that old? The horse in my heart has galloped!

I'm not happy! Because the station has paid attention to wearing seat belts, but the staff in charge of passenger safety have not paid attention to it! Sure enough, people themselves are the focus that needs to be changed.

My upset was really because he told me I didn't have to wear a seatbelt, not because he called me a master. Really, really......

Do you believe it?

I don't believe it anyway......

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