I often wonder what the difference is between the streets.

The little red horse skillfully walks through the bluestone pavement, and can also skillfully leave no traces. It passes by here every day, but it seems to be taking a new path every day.

The avenues are narrow and wide, full of masonry and bluestone slabs full of moss and cracks, and they look up at us galloping, and we rely on their obscurity. Time will slip by, and I look at these roads and miss their former glory. Is it because of people that they have aura, or because of them there are down-to-earth people?

For whom did we exist?

The road from the wooden house to the hospital hall is not long, but you can see a microcosm of the different towns at the same time. You'll always pass by people who are in a hurry, even though your destination may be the same place; You'll always stop for a stall, even if you can't even explain that reason...... The time you can't keep will always be a gift from another person. We're here.

The first rays of sunlight in the morning were chilling on the rooftop of the hospital, and our arrival woke up the ignorant and ignorant. The reflection of the stone dial rang throughout the town, as if in an instant, people poured out from all corners to start a new day's role-playing.

"Yo, Miss Sun has recruited a more intelligent girl again, and I am comfortable to see it early in the morning."

"Yes, Dr. Fan is really blessed."

"If my granddaughter were here, she would be as cute as you."

Sister Yun just went to make a pot of medicinal tea, and I was surrounded by enthusiastic neighbors. Although they were wearing different clothes, they put on smiling faces carved out of the same mold, which made me unable to distinguish between southeast and northwest, and even the medicine list in my hand was trembling.

I'm not used to such gratuitous excitement.

"Little girl, how old are you, do you have a matchmaker?"

"Little girl, I haven't seen you in the city, so you can come again."

......

"This is for you, my mother-in-law likes you, you have to take it well."

I don't know what kind of cold object was stuffed into my hand, and it scratched my heart. I looked at the old woman in front of me who couldn't see her facial features, and looked at the scars on her face, I only felt that the years were ruthless, and I only knew that I was urging people to grow old. I suddenly thought of Granny Wang in Qingmen, and I wondered if she was still in that corner, leaving me another bowl of late-night memories.

My mother-in-law was still like a child, grinning, tilting her head and looking lovingly at the unfamiliar child in front of me. The corners of the rouge-smeared mouth are still mixed with the smell of yesterday's medicine residue, and the hidden eyes are still black, and you can tell everything clearly.

Time can't take her away, even time is her child.

"Mother-in-law, I like it very much."

I helped her and accompanied her to a warm place to bask in the sun. Time flies, but the warmth is still the same. I opened my palm, and a small red rope with stones on it lay in the center of my palm, it was still so small, it hadn't really grown yet. The sun is warm by the window, it accompanies me to clean up the medicine list, and I also accompany my mother-in-law to enjoy the quiet years of this long time.

This location is just right, as soon as I raised my eyes, there were busy Sister Yun and Fan Lang behind me, and in front of me, outside the window was the prosperity and liveliness I dreamed of.

The window was pasted with clear paper, which was originally to save money on candles in the house, but now it has become a stack of curtains, allowing me to clearly see this warm shadow puppet play. There are people walking in the streets, and people going back and forth, and they do this day and day, shuttling through the alleys of different widths and narrows, walking through the appearance of this floating life.

I only hope that we are all living just right.

"Ann... Xiao An, what are you looking at? ”

There was a familiar fragrance from the tip of my nose, and I suddenly became a pedestrian on the road, and I had hurried through this ordinary life. Sister Yun just warmed a cup of tea for my mother-in-law, and she softly woke me up. Her eyes and mine's eyes intertwined, as if the dream had woken up at once, and I had just listened to a long stand-up show.

When you look at the stones beside the road, you are all in a dream.

"Sister Yun, I'm just a little sleepy, it's out of the way."

"Xiao An, your face is not very good, or I will send you back now."

Sister Yun's warm hand held my cold forehead, and even Fan Lang on the side looked over, worried that I was really unwell. I'm a little out of strength, and I can't tell the real from the fake. I wrapped my arms around Sister Yun's waist and snuggled up to her chest, carefully relieving myself.

I looked up, and she frowned, her eyes full of my pale little face.

"I'm fine, Sister Yun, don't say I'm lazy."

"The black plum and caramel of the adjuvant medicine are gone, I can't spare my hands, I originally wanted to ask you to go to the grocery store next to me to buy some more, but now that you are like this, it is better to let me send you back first."

"Sister Yun, I'm really fine. Seeing that I'm hungry too, why don't you just let me go, and I can come back with a snack. You say that, so I can't even find an excuse to be lazy. ”

Sun Yun still didn't let go, she repeatedly made sure that my forehead was not hot, so she sighed helplessly, unloaded her purse and gave it to me. The purse is pink, embroidered with two small drawers of xiaolongbao, and the dried red beans are hanging alone on the red string, long lost their original fragrance.

This is...... Pear embroidery.

The purse lost its former luster, and it began to lose a little ink on its chest. I touched every inch of its skin, and the immature stitches and threads also proved who was happy in the past.

I'm still in a small world, just like the road under my feet, going around and around, and I will always return to the original point.

But I can't guarantee that every time I turn around, you're there.

There wasn't much money in my purse, and it always made a deafening sound when I didn't put it around my waist. Maybe I heard it wrong, or maybe I'm used to having a little girl around me who is always chattering.

Li'er appeared briefly from my life, but I am grateful to have her company and to be able to keep the best of me in the past.

"Boss Jia, come with a plate of black plums and a can of caramel, thank you."

I stood in the doorway of this old-fashioned grocery store, against this wooden counter that reached only to my waist, and it cut off the disturbance of the street and kept me out as an uninvited guest.

I bent over and cautiously looked around the store, this small space was crowded with all kinds of goods, there were crooked jars of paste, paper umbrellas hanging on the wall, rows of peel candy that could not be seen clearly, and in the corner where the sun did not shine, I could faintly hear the sound of Western-style wooden clocks, the tools were scattered on the ground, and there was a mess everywhere, but the boss was content, he leisurely greeted every item, and then skillfully brought what I needed.

The boss has seen so many people and things, and he understands that there is nothing to be nostalgic for.

You and I are both passers-by.

And I, too, will mourn for any lost lonely soul. I don't understand, or perhaps my greatest understanding, is that it's all just a dream. Dreams always end, people always wake up.

I looked at the dazzling array of goods, which were here waiting for someone else to pick them up. Once upon a time, like them, we waited for someone to stop for us. And the years are flying, and everyone can only move forward, and everyone just passes by my whole world.

That's why I'm like this, thirsty for sweet dreams?

"The quality of this batch of plums is good. If you don't give up the new arrival, then you have to taste the plum candy made by the proprietress herself, it's so sweet that you can't get out of your heart. ”

"Boss Jia also knows?"

"It's all neighbors, don't believe it, the news of our Xiangyun Town is the most well-informed, and nothing can escape my ears."

Boss Jia talked to me eloquently, and generously sent me two bags of peanuts to pay for my journey. He leaned on the black stool at the door, his fat body pressed the stool legs creaking, and his body swayed clumsily, which was very funny.

He held a long copper pipe and breathed hot air into the snow and ice outside the street. The smell of smoke choked, and the clouds and fog were like magic, summoning heavy snow that had not been seen for a long time.

"Yo, it's snowing, and I have a place to go with this umbrella."

"Boss Jia, then I'll go first, save a little longer, I want to buy an umbrella and go back."

The road was slippery on a snowy day, so I quit Boss Jia and rushed back with two heavy bags of goods. The streets suddenly became much less crowded again, and the streets seemed empty. I was unsheltered by the crowd, and I was naked in the snow, and the snowflakes were close to every inch of my body, and they wanted to hug me, but they forgot that they were scarred.

I don't know how much snow I've ever seen.

The snow always comes suddenly, but people always leave silently.

I didn't have time to think about it, so I could only gasp and walk to the infirmary, as if it wouldn't be cold there, and I couldn't see the snowstorm outside.

I first counted my steps, one deep and one shallow, but no matter how careful I was, it seemed that I couldn't step on the floor tiles, and I could only slip and fall. Simply, I untied the cumbersome collar, and even wanted to take off this ill-fitting pair of shoes and really run as I wanted.

I often hear old people say that when you run, you won't get cold when you run.

I ran like this, ignoring the poor people around me who were looking down into their clothes, I couldn't see their faces clearly, and I couldn't understand their constant complaints about life. I just ran aimlessly.

Just like when I was a kid.

I felt like I had run into a dream, and this time, I saw it so vividly. I was dressed in a gray dress with chains on my feet, and they tore at my skin heavily, and the bright red blood dripped in the masonry, secretly buried by time. I didn't say a word, and let the group of girls in revealing dresses smeared with thick incense powder step over me, and the footprints became the patterns that adorned my clothes.

There was the sound of drinks all around, and I had to mop the floors over and over again and let them be trampled.

In front of my eyes, a pair of delicate black wooden boots embroidered with dragon patterns suddenly stopped.

I know that this must be an honored guest.

I should have bowed my head and given way, and not done stupid things that had nothing to do with my identity. But this time I was like a demon, and I stayed where I was, looking up without saying a word. I want to see who this person is, or I already know who he is, but I have to see his face. I looked at him as if he was going to die, like he had become a madman, and he only wanted to resist hysterically once.

But I instinctively closed my eyes.

I was scared, I didn't even know what I was afraid of. The person in the dream may not be me, she is so beautiful and so stubborn, and she has no resemblance to me. But she always lived in my soul in different capacities, at different ages, and kept waking me up. And the other person, he never showed his face and rarely spoke, but my consciousness involuntarily tore at my reason, and I wanted to call out that name.

"Easy ....."

I can't control my dreams, they can pull me in and kick me out at any time. She was sad, helpless, painful... But I don't have all these emotions. I'm like a loser, coveting someone else's life.

Who are you?

Suddenly, I was in a cold sweat behind my back. Looking at the chaotic footprints on the ground, could it be that I was just standing still?

When I raised my eyes, I didn't abandon the medical hall in front of me. I breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly felt a chill for no reason, and I didn't know where I was still wearing a cold jewelry.

Go back, go back......

Otherwise, it will be too late......

I ran hard, and the snow covered all the ground. I couldn't find an inch, just a few steps away, and suddenly I was stretched far away by time. It seems that it is just the kung fu of buying a plum, and I leave for a short time, and it will be eternal.

I stumbled and tripped over an unknown gravel at the entrance to the infirmary. The red plums scattered in the snow, like withered plum blossoms, finally turn into wisps of spring mud and go to the next year in the middle of nowhere.

I hurriedly picked them up, one after another, one after another, but I was always afraid of falling behind. Their fingers were clumsy from the cold, and they tried to remove the vast white snow, but they were involuntarily buried in the snow.

I'm so stupid that I can't even take plums.

It's all my fault.

Sun Yun ran out in a hurry, she was holding a yellow paper umbrella that had already been mottled, where could she stop the wind and cold that came into my heart? I looked at her, and she looked at me, her eyes already filled with tears. She hugged me, but this time we were the only ones who could keep each other warm.

"Xiao An, Xiao An, Fan Lang was arrested."

"Sister Yun, Fan Lang ......"

"Xiao An, what should I do, what should we do......"

An octagonal snowflake fell between my eyebrows, and I looked up to find that Sister Yun was already full of gray hair. I reached out and brushed the snow off her head little by little, but I couldn't plug the imperceptible hole between the umbrellas.

There were still traces of carriage scratching on the ground, and it was regular, and it was rampage, stinging my eyes. Sister Yun lay on my shoulder and cried, the snow was falling outside the house, but the house was still steaming. Except for the destroyed screen, the broken medicine bottle on the ground, no one has seen who left, no one has seen who comes.

But Fan Lang just left.

I struggled to get up, trying to run after the track. I can't watch him get taken away, I can't miss someone else's departure again and again.

I regret it, I regret that I was crazy for no reason, and I ran for no reason. Now I am already cold, and I can no longer take a footprint.

I suddenly hated it, and for no reason.

I hate the indifferent spectators in the house, I hate the injustice of the world, I hate my cowardice, my trance, my worthlessness! My eyes were red, and I longed that it was just a dream, and I hadn't woken up yet.

"Sister Yun, we... Let's go, let's go, let's go to Fan Lang, let's go! ”

"Xiao An, Xiao An, where are we going... Where can I go..."

It's good to go anywhere, it's a dream anyway.