"There is one thing that has been hidden in my heart for a long time, and it has always made me angry, which is a manifestation of my cowardice, so I have always been reluctant to tell others, but I also know that there are many people in this world who are like me, not born to dare to act boldly, and act resolutely, even if I say it today, I will still feel embarrassed. I was twenty-four or five years old, a young man, and I liked to wander around, and I was working in Nanjing, and one weekend, when I was alone, I would go to the river and watch other people fish. Nanjing's roads are much more beautiful than mine's, with wide roads, neat street lamps, green belts, and some flowers and plants that I can't name. I remember it was early spring, and the flowers in the green belt were blooming, red, white, yellow, all kinds of colors, but I only found out about this later, because I never cared about these things that had nothing to do with me, and to be honest, if I had known that a man in his twenties liked to look at flowers and study their appearance and color, I would have thought that man was sick. Those old men who are fishing sit by the river for a long time and don't move, which also makes me wonder enough, these people can really stay, how boring they are? That is, these old men who have nothing to do can do this, I left within two minutes of watching, walking and stopping all the way along the shore, feeling a little irritable, I have been working for a few years, I have not saved any money, and the salary is average, and I have to work overtime from time to time, and sometimes I am not allowed to rest on weekends. When I went out, I thought that I would be able to mix up in three years and five years, not to mention what kind of leader, even if I worked, I could at least save tens of thousands of dollars, and it would not be a shame to go home like that. Because it is surrounded by commercial buildings, there are few cars on the road on Sundays, so I sat there without anyone disturbing me, and I unconsciously squinted for a while. Suddenly, I looked up, and found that it was the afternoon sun when it was raging, and I looked forward at a woman in the middle of the road who was smiling at me, I was in a trance for a while, and I was calm, and then I saw that there was a young woman riding a bicycle to this side, she was walking side by side with another companion, of course, she was not smiling at me, twenty in my companion talking, I must have been too immersed in my own emotions and carried away, but this did not affect my first impression of her, until today, I can't find the right words to describe her smile at that time, tranquilTranquility, sunshine, softness, that was the first time I experienced the powerlessness of language, yes, any modifier is in vain, not enough to describe one ten-thousandth of it, you haven't seen the scene at that time, so you can't understand my feelings, I really ...... It is estimated that she is only about twenty years old, she should still be in school, high school or college, with short hair and a ponytail, but she is not braided, and it is naturally scattered on her shoulders. I remember very clearly, the car she was riding, red, lightweight, and with a vegetable basket in front of it, was very similar to the kind of public bicycle in Nanjing later, but at that time there were not many people riding bicycles on the street, and more buses and cars were rampant everywhere, and both the drivers and the people who sat in the car were very busy, and they were in a hurry and busy with work. But the two girls were not in a hurry, and the car was still swaying from side to side, and they were riding and chatting, and I wondered what interesting things they were talking about, and why they were both so happy, and they were riding like that, and they rode towards me. I watched them so hard that I couldn't remember her at all, especially the girl who was smiling all the time, from far to near, and I wanted to focus all my attention on her, because in retrospect I couldn't remember her companion at all. I didn't mean to look at her like that, I said, I was a timid person, and I was even more afraid in front of women, and I had been in society for a few years at the time, and I knew that it was rude to look at people like this, and I might scold you when I met a woman who didn't talk well. I realized when they walked in front of me, so I quickly lowered my head, but suddenly I remembered one thing, that is, I was carrying a camera with me, and I had a very strong desire in my heart at that time, and I couldn't help but pick up the camera and point it at the girl with a ponytail.