"Ziqian, you are now an adult, why are you still so stubborn! Look at what is happening to those who work with you, some have become managers, some have become vice presidents, and the worst ones have also increased their salaries, why can't you pat your boss more and say a few good words? Father Ye's face hated iron, but not steel.

Ye Ziqian shook his head and said: "Dad, those who live by mouth are not proud for long, real gold is not afraid of fire refining, and those who have accidents in the future are all this kind of people." ”

"You...... You, you're mad at me! Father Ye stomped his foot hatefully.

Ye Ziqian said: "Okay, Dad, you can rest for a while, I'll go down and buy a pack of cigarettes." ”

went downstairs to buy cigarettes, Ye Ziqian didn't go back immediately, but wandered around the street, in fact, Ye Ziqian didn't want to be promoted and raised, but if Ye Ziqian was wronged by his dignity and forced to say something unconscionable, Ye Ziqian couldn't do it anyway, but who can understand himself?

Ye Ziqian extinguished his cigarette butt and was about to go home, when a burst of singing came into his ears.

"If I compromise with myself,

If you lie to yourself,

Even if others forgive,

I can't forgive ...... either."

Ye Ziqian's footsteps slowly stopped, and following the music, Ye Ziqian came to an audio-visual store.

"Boss, what's the name of this song you're playing now, and who sang it?"

"Oh, this is a newcomer's album, the song is called 'Stubborn', the singer seems to be called Zhimo, it's a stage name."

"Zhimo?" Ye Ziqian thought about it and didn't have an impression, maybe it was because he didn't like to listen to songs, but Ye Ziqian still took out the money and said, "Boss, give me this album." ”

The cover of the album is very simple, the background is all white, and there is only a black figure standing with his hands in the center of the picture, but although it is only a figure, I don't know why Ye Ziqian seems to see an unyielding meaning in it.

The figure seemed to be like a green pine on the rock wall, standing proudly in the frost and snow. Underneath the figure are written four black cursive words, "First I".

"Interesting album." Ye Ziqian couldn't help but have a good impression of the singer of the album.

……

Zhao Wenfeng, a taxi driver who has been in the industry for eight years and is now thirty-five years old, sometimes pulls out a small notebook when he stops on the side of the road, which is densely filled with poems that appear in his occasional flash of inspiration.

Yes, Zhao Wenfeng's dream since he was a child was to be a poet, and it was his greatest wish to be able to publish a collection of his own poems, but after repeating himself driving a taxi around Yanjing City, he felt that a kind of numbness was eroding his soul.

Zhao Wenfeng took out a notebook while waiting for the bus, and after opening it, he looked at the date on it and smiled slightly: "The last time I wrote a poem was a month ago, and I haven't written a word this month." ”

He used to write a page like this every day.

"Master, go to the airport, can you go?" A passenger knocks on the window and asks questions.

"Let's go, where are you going?" Zhao Wenfeng hurriedly put down the notebook and greeted warmly.

After getting on the bus, the passenger asked, "Master, can't you broadcast it widely?" ”

Zhao Wenfeng said apologetically: "Yes, it was broken a few days ago, and I didn't have time to repair it, but a rider gave me a CD yesterday, why don't you listen to it for a while?" ”

"Okay, or else it's too boring." Passengers readily agreed.

"Life is like a big river

Sometimes it's quiet, sometimes it's crazy

Reality is like a shackle

Tie me up and can't break free"

……

The song flows, drifting in the small space of the taxi, as sung in the song, like a big river, refreshing and slowly flowing, calm at first, sometimes rapid, sometimes narrow, and gradually widening.

Like life.

Zhao Wenfeng suddenly remembered his childhood dream - poet, a name that he would be excited to think of every time he was a child, and now he is gradually shelved by himself.

As the singing gradually became high, Zhao Wenfeng only felt that he was walking in a vast wilderness, surrounded by a big river and a vast soup wrapped in mud and sand, and an eagle flying with wings above his head to fight the sky.

It's time to pick up his long-lost dream, Zhao Wenfeng suddenly felt, he turned his head and said to the passengers: "Not a bad song, isn't it?" ”

……

Zhang Li was a little dizzy with the pathology report in his hand, although he knew that his health was not good, but he never felt that it was serious, people are like this.

But today, seeing the professional medical terms on the medical record, Zhang Li still couldn't help but feel a little scared. In the end, I can only accept the fact that I have become seriously ill now.

Lying on the hospital bed, Zhang Li slowly calmed down, and his mood slowly improved under the care of his family and friends.

Sometimes when he chatted with other patients, Zhang Li felt that this was not bad, as if life had opened a window that he had never experienced.

One morning at dinner, Zhang Li took an iron can, and accidentally cut his wrist when he opened the pull ring, Zhang Li asked the nurse for a little gauze to wrap it and didn't care, but he didn't expect that the head nurse personally ran over to ask for warmth.

Zhang Li was extremely surprised by this, especially when he could clearly feel the unnaturalness of the head nurse, as if he had nothing to say and wanted to chat with him, until finally he asked unintentionally, "Why did your wrist break?" ”

Zhang Li waved his hand and said with a smile: "My mouth is gluttonous, and it was scratched by cans." ”

The expression on the head nurse's face slowly relaxed when she heard this, and she said a few more innocuous words before leaving.

Zhang Li asked the patient next to him a little strangely: "When did the head nurse actually care so much about us?" ”

The patient next to him sneered and said, "What do you care about us, that's worrying about your suicide!" She doesn't want to think about how optimistic you are, and if you kill yourself, then we won't all have to jump off the building. ”

Suicide? Zhang Li was stunned.

The medical terms on the previous medical records resurfaced in Zhang Li's mind: portal hypertension, hypoproteinemia, endocrine disorders, and lymphatic reflux disorders.

Human thinking is so strange, there are many things that you obviously experience, but you don't care, until one day someone else suddenly discovers your true situation with an unintentional hint.

The words of the patient next to him completely pulled Zhang Li back to reality, yes, now that he is a seriously ill patient, he remembered the lifeless dead ashes on the faces of the first few patients next to him when they were discharged from the hospital, which was the color of losing any hope for life.

Zhang Li thought a lot that day, and finally he chose to be discharged from the hospital, and his face when he was discharged was similar to the first few patients.

When he encountered a red light on the road, Zhang Li rolled down the window and looked at the passers-by who came and went in a hurry, he only felt that everything seemed to be so far away from him.

At this moment, a burst of singing came.

"How many times have I fallen on the road

How many times have I broken my wings

Now I don't feel hesitant anymore

I want to transcend this ordinary life

……

I want a life that blooms

It's like flying in the open sky

It's like walking through the endless wilderness."

Zhang Li was suddenly stunned, and then said to his son on the side: "What is this song called?" I want to hear it. ”

It wasn't until Zhang Li's illness gradually recovered three years later that he didn't know if he would have had any hope of being cured if he hadn't heard the song that day.

……

At a time and place that Lin Zhimo didn't know, many people quietly changed because of his album, and all this was slowly brewing until it reached the last critical point and exploded!