My surname is Ye, and everyone calls me Xiaoye. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoBefore I met Xing Chuanlin, I was almost always confused, I didn't know where I came from, I didn't know where I was going. Later, in order to find myself, I hid from my family to play a beggar.

When I was a beggar, I sat there every day, looking at the passing crowd, and I saw the warmth and coldness of people. I remember one time a couple passed by me, and I didn't pay much attention at the time. But as the couple passed me, the pregnant woman stopped, and I was wandering and didn't pay much attention to it.

But a crisp voice pulled me back from my reverie to reality. I looked up and saw the beautiful young woman holding twenty dollars in her hand, but instead of throwing it into the broken bowl in front of me, she smiled and handed it to me. I've seen so many people who are warm and cold that I've almost forgotten what warmth is, but at this moment, I really seem to be melting, not because of the beauty of the young woman, not because of my nymphomaniac, but because of the only trace of respect, that is, the respect she handed me instead of throwing the money into the bowl.

I hurriedly stood up, and was about to stretch out my hand, but found that my hand was not very clean, so I hurriedly rubbed it on my body, but unfortunately my clothes seemed to be dirtier than my hands. I had to smile awkwardly. But the beautiful young woman did not dislike it, but smiled and put the money in my hand. I looked at the twenty dollars in my hand, and perhaps it was because of these twenty dollars that I began to change my view of the world. After I took the money, I didn't know what to say, so I said to the young woman, "Thank you, I wish you eternal beauty, health and happiness, and I wish your future children a healthy growth." The young woman kept her smile and whispered, "Thank you." ”

At this time, I turned my eyes and saw the man next to the young woman, who looked polite and polite, but also quite delicate. Seeing me looking at him, the man smiled at me and said hello.

When the couple left, I was still staring at the twenty dollars in my hand, and I was in a mess, and I didn't know what I was thinking.

There were so many people who came and went in front of me, there were people who were willing to stop for a minute and take some change from their pockets and throw it to me, there were people who were disdainful of me, hehe, and there were young girls who covered their noses with their hands as they passed me, and I saw disgust in their eyes.

One of them I remember very well, she was not very tall, and her face was very ordinary, but the reason why I remember her is because she passes me at least twice a day, and I think she must be working around here. I would cover my nose every time, originally I thought it was really me here The smell was too bad, and I also cleaned up the sanitation there at night, and I also went back to take a good bath. But the next day, she was still covering her nose when she passed by again, and the other passers-by, even the people who stopped to give me money, did not react. I also asked my friends to go to my place during the day, and they also said it didn't taste good.

I didn't think much of it, but I thought maybe some people would have some cleanliness habits. But then things told me I was wrong.

It turned out to be a friend of mine, because I couldn't get used to seeing that woman too showy. (At the time, they understood that the girl was contrived.) Later, the guy went to tease the girl. Later, I really got my hands on it.

He told me that the girl was a waitress at a restaurant nearby. In fact, the girl's personal hygiene was not as clean as we thought, and there was no cleanliness fetish. My friend had been living with the girl for a while, and the clothes were washed only once a long time, and they were close-fitting clothes. And the socks are only changed once a week. My friend also talked to her about me as a beggar. And the girl did not hesitate to say, "A stinky beggar, who is disgusted to death every day there." "Eventually, my friend and she were gone.

For such things, there are many, many more. Just like some of my friends, they have tattoos and tattoos, but they have never done anything against morality, and they will even voluntarily give up their seats on the bus, while some fools in suits and leather shoes do things against their conscience every day with public money.

The so-called whether a person really has a trace of morality in his heart is not something that can be acted out by pretending or being pretentious. For example, one time, when we were young, we were wandering around in a park. We were attracted by the sudden crying as we walked, and when we followed the cry to find the past, we found that it was a little girl crying there. One of us said, "Let's go, let's go, maybe it's the parent who is there to educate the child." And one of the buddies said: "Look at the crying so pitiful, I can't stand it, I'll go and coax." And a few of them said mockingly: "Everywhere is your business, in case it is the one who touches the porcelain, hurry up." But the guy shook his head and walked to a small stall selling toys and bought a small toy, and looked at it in his hand for a while before walking to the little girl.

Just as the buddy walked towards the girl, a person next to me suddenly called out to the buddy, I thought he was also persuading the buddy to come back, but what I didn't expect was that he said, "Hi, fool." Put your coat on and don't let the tattoo on your arm scare the little girl. ”

That story, it's as simple as that. Later, the girl's parents also came to find her. It turned out that the quarrel between the two was too fierce and the child was forgotten.

There are a lot of stories like this, and I don't want to tell too many of them. After all, society is such a society, it has developed into such a society, and none of us can change it, but I really feel that the current society is very dark. We are not hypocritical, but we have to be hypocritical. Just like the passage on the Internet, I was benevolent, but I slaughtered the common people; I am infatuated, but I have countless beautiful fish; I am stupid, but I play with the world; I am moral, but I dance with evil; I am humble, but I reign over the world. Too much helplessness, I was kind and kind, but I was forced to be helpless. I am honest, but ...

You can't blame this society, and you can't blame them. Whether it's me playing a beggar or my friend's tattooed dragon and phoenix. In the eyes of others, perhaps we are scumbags, beggars and tattooed dragons and phoenixes are despised and spurned by those who so-called higher education or those who think they are superior. But who are we to blame, are we to blame this society, are we to blame this world? I feel that we can't blame ourselves, but my feeling is that they are at fault, judging people by their appearance.

"Hey, leaves. What's wrong with you. "I woke up from my memories when I heard this shout. Looking at Xing Chuanlin's expression in front of me, I thought back to what I just said, so I had to smile awkwardly: "I'm sorry, what I talked about just now was too extreme." "I said Yezi, you can't do this, why haven't you opened it before I saw it. Listening to what you just said, it seems that you used to live in a very dark life. "I just laughed and didn't know what to say. Then I heard Xing Chuanlin say: "Actually, there is no right or wrong in this world. It's like the day and day and night are always in cycles" I listened to but didn't think so: "Right is right, wrong is wrong." It's just that everyone's heart is different. ”

"Forget it, anyway, those are in the past, don't you want to know about my past three years, I digressed just now. Let me tell you how my daughter-in-law and I met, knew each other, and fell in love. "Hehe, then you hurry up, I am a little depressed about what you just said."