As soon as it was dawn, I got up and went to the kitchen. At this time, but during the time of human snooze, she should sleep very deeply. As I stepped into the hallway to look at her door, I saw her curled up in her sleeping bag, sleeping sweetly: her eyelashes were softly closed, her gossamer scent warm around her delicate nose.

Today, I woke up earlier than usual. Before I go out, I have to prepare breakfast so that she can eat it as soon as she gets up. I don't usually make breakfast, but I always make extra dry rice the night before, soak it in boiling water, and snort.

After settling her down yesterday, I said you rest first, I'll go get some food, and I'll call you when it's ready. She said okay, I'm tired, I hope you will do everything you can to entertain me! I replied vaguely and turned to go to the kitchen.

When I entered the kitchen, I had no idea: after more than half a year of veganism, I couldn't find meat here by digging three feet into the ground, and I didn't have the ability to go up to the mountains to hunt, so how could I do everything I could; The cooking level is also very rudimentary, and it will be simple vegetarian stir-fry and boiled, even if you toss off a layer of skin, you can't get the results that can match your efforts. It's hard for a good woman to cook without rice, and I'm even more out of reach of a rough old man. If not, don't force it, just treat it with a normal heart.

I made four dishes and a wild vegetable soup, and stuffed the pot with rice and dry rice. Usually, I think rice is too acidic, so I rarely use rice alone to stew rice, and I always use several kinds of brown rice ginseng together. But this can't be a guest, especially her guest. Not polite enough is secondary, mainly because this kind of multigrain rice that is not easy to name is too coarse, and if you don't eat it well, you will rub your throat again. It should be everyone's duty to take care of a good voice, and the Creator has not prepared many good voices for the world. Taking care of our throat means taking care of our own ears.

When I invited her into the kitchen for dinner, she looked at the food on the table and smiled and said, I'm really hungry, let's eat.

She was very happy to eat, saying that the vegetables she grew had a vegetable taste, nutritious, green and crispy.

"This is due to your hard work and the continuous supply of mountain spring water!"

"Hard work can't be talked about, and the credit of mountain spring water is undoubted."

"Although I just glanced at your little vegetable garden, I can really see that you are serving with your heart."

I accepted the compliment, and the food in my mouth tasted good. Her words are like an excellent flavor enhancer, which lifts up the flavor of the dish. But I still said to her with regret: such a pigmented hospitality, no matter how you say it, it will make people feel sluggish.

"Hospitality? Which guest? Treat me as a guest? Say it? Where to say it? If you want to say it, you have to praise you! ”

"I have nothing to boast about."

"Great! Hey, do you know my friend, the male Lao Tie I told you about is really unusual! He entertained me with high-quality special vegetables, and I felt like a big chief when I ate them! The place where the old man falls into the grass is the fairyland that those around you who are tinkering with tricks all day long! The male old iron uses the air in the mountains all day long to purify the respiratory system, and uses the green leaf plain mountain spring water to purify the gastrointestinal system. You have to know, the male old man can live as long as he wants, and he won't have to work too hard to live to be nine thousand years old. How about listening to you, how powerful you are, how many people envy you and worship you when you say it! ”

After speaking, she glanced at me, picked up the dish, put it into her mouth quickly, and chewed it with her mouth closed. The sharp and delicate chin moves rhythmically. I thought very awkwardly of the toes of the lightly moving ballet shoes on the floor of the practice room.

The male old railway, it should be the male old railway, right? This is the first time I've heard of this name.

I cooked half a small pot of porridge and prepared four small cold dishes, which were covered with a gauze cover. Before going out, I left a note on the table: When eating porridge, heat it, the cold in the mountains is strong, and eating it cold will hurt the stomach; There is no salt in the dish, so when you eat it, you can watch it and mix it. Actually, I don't want to mention this, because I think it will make her look retarded. But thinking that she is not a person with a small belly, it is not a man's demeanor to show care in this way. Women, in their bones, will not refuse care. Moreover, for a lone traveler, it is not a bad thing to give more care, and the brilliance of humanity should radiate in every bit of it. You can also think of it affectionately: in the future, she may inadvertently think of this care. If this care can warm the lonely heart, then I will feel very honored. But how do you know that she can have such thoughts? Induction. Trust induction. As long as you leave the other party with a friendship that can produce induction, induction can cross thousands of mountains and rivers and come with the wind and clouds.

Walking out of the small station, the sky is already bright. Since the fog is not so heavy, you can see far along the railway. The mountains on both sides of the railway are also fully visible. This is in the Futian, and in winter, you have to walk for more than an hour by the light of a flashlight to see the morning light on the top of the mountain. But in winter the fog is thin, and on a particularly cold day, there is not even any fog.

The sky before dawn,

The blue ground is clear,

Countless stars,

Like a diamond sprinkled on a large glass without impurities,

Shines with eternal light.

Under the blue skylight,

White rails,

Like a pair of children obsessed with the tentacles of exploration,

Stubbornly reaching out into the darkness in the distance,

As if in that pure darkness,

You can really find out something.

Towering mountain peaks,

It's like a warrior standing and resting,

Calm and solemn,

Qi Shen Dantian,

Waiting for the sun to wake up.

After the sun rises,

He was clothed in gold,

The majesty and gravity of the instrument are restored proudly.

I started at the southern end of the platform and headed south along the tracks. This is a rule that has been in place for many years, because for many years, the first trains came from the south. This rule is probably based on the first-come, first-served mentality. Each time, after patrolling the southern section, return to the small station along the path under the roadbed, catch your breath, drink saliva, and then leave the small station to patrol the northern section.

The northern section is longer than the southern one and has a steeper slope than the southern one. It will take four hours to complete the north and south sections. Normally, you can get back to the station around 9 a.m.

After I was left alone at the small station, it was the same wherever I patrolled first. Now, even if a rare train passes here, it is around noon. But I'm willing to continue the old rule, which is in line with my habit of playing by the rules in my work. And then there is the old feeling that there is an unknowable but always functioning power and luck in this old rule.

Because it is located deep in the inaccessible mountains, the geological conditions are very stable, and the wheels do not damage the railway much, so there is no major problem in patrolling the road. Some small problems can be solved by reaching out. At present, it is difficult to get over the last train in a month, and the railway is getting more and more idle, and there are fewer small problems. But we can't be perfunctory because of this, we must also be serious, and we must treat it with a problematic mentality. There is no trivial matter in the railway, and only by being cautious and constantly prepared can we ensure that no major incident occurs.

When I returned to the station after patrolling the southern section, I did not go to the station office to take a breath and drink water as usual, but hurried over. As I approached the station office, I nervously slipped my eyes through a few window ....... As I wished, she wasn't in it. I breathed a sigh of relief and quickened my pace to the north.

She should have gotten up, and judging by her energy and the fact that the lights had gone out early, she wasn't the kind of person who liked to lie in bed. Now, she's either having breakfast in the kitchen or back in her room. I was afraid of being seen by her, so she called me over and said, "Thank you for your hospitality, I'm leaving." ”

Going is certain, and since it is coming, it is inevitable to go. How could a man who seems to regard walking as the joy of life stay here? The fairy tale dream has been done, the wish has been made, go, it is logical.

But my selfishness is not willing to accept this, but rather to be self-righteous like this: it is a little early to leave. It's not about being early, it's about having lunch. I've had dinner, I've probably eaten breakfast (I haven't eaten it), and if I can have another lunch, it's not a lot. I wish she could eat three meals at a meal in the small station where I have the final say, just like an ordinary person's day.

Last night, I returned to the door of the house after dealing with the criticism of rejecting arrogance, and was about to open the door to enter the house, looking at her door in the night, I suddenly felt more lonely than ever, and an impulse to speak also came up like a tide. I really wanted to go over and knock on the light in her room, knock on the door of her room, walk in, sit on the bed across from her, and talk to her open-mindedly. Speaking of Oriental whitishness, until I had to go out on patrol.

At that time, my thoughts were unusually clear, and I felt that when I sat across from her, this thought could magically guide my mouth to run smoothly from train to train and unload endless goods. This is also my unprecedented premonition, and it reminds me: as long as you are willing, it is easy to break through pedantic and rigid and remove the invisible seal on your mouth. Of course I do, it would be a shame if I couldn't harness the magical power of this potential and use it in the limited time she was in the station.

In the past, I hated to open my mouth and talk in front of others, my mouth was stupid! That's really not ordinary stupid, every one must be stupid. As soon as his mouth is stupid, his thoughts will be muddy, and his words will be whining and slurred, and his face will be hard into a stone. Who wants to hear an indistinguishable, intelligible whisper and have to listen in front of a stiff face? I know that this can only be disgusted by people, so I don't want to ask for it.

When I was outside the mountains, I always secretly envied people who were clever and eloquent, who had no words and no expressions. Look at people, the face is sweet and smiling, open your mouth to come, see people talk about people, see the hell talk nonsense, to be warm and warm, to be harmonious and harmonious, to compliment and compliment, all in the grasp of what they like, see the wind and make the rudder! I thought about what to bring to the teacher. It's not a joke, I really think so. In all fairness, a person who is always trapped in the siege does not want to break out of the siege. But when I weighed my own appearance and quality, I had to dispel this thought: yes, the iron beans are in the pot, and no matter how they are cooked, they can't get in the oil and salt, so why bother making everyone tired!

But now, how can I suddenly open my mind and want to activate my mouth to try? As mentioned earlier, she is a humorous person. The reasoning should be: her humor, her humor lit up. Now in the silence of the night, after contemplating her words, expressions, and interesting movements, there is a qualitative leap on the basis of the previous affirmation: her humor has a considerable level, a very high taste, and contains an aristocratic temperament; Although the wind and dust of the journey have hung a bit of wildness on her, the innate connotation will not be hidden, but like the armor worn by Athena, it is precisely a bit of wildness that complements each other to enhance its wisdom and charm.

I don't have the ability to give her a proper definition of humor, she can't define herself, and certainly can't define what she manifests. But past experience has taught me that the condensation of this kind of humorous material is destined to be profound knowledge, rich experience and otherworldly insights, all three of which are indispensable and have a strict ratio.

In addition to her humor, she also has a valuable point: she has a great mouth. This is also the general common sense of life: women with strong mouths are tender and tolerant. Although this kind of woman always asks you to be cut her mouth, she will give you care and warmth unconditionally in her behavior. It is a tofu heart for a knife mouth. On the other hand, the tofu mouth is almost all knife heart. That soft mouth always makes you feel the spring breeze and warm room, but in fact, it has secretly put the stumbling block under your feet. Therefore, you can hardly hear who has been planted by the knife mouth, but the tofu mouth is tireless to call the warriors, and the horse has lost its front hooves.

It should be said that it was her humor and her powerful mouth that made me feel relieved in the midst of a burst of self-ashamedness with my scalp exploding; It made me habitually tighten my bones and tendons, and relax them one by one, so that I could free up my energy to feel the compassion she gave to outsiders, and secretly familiarize myself with the strange and soft lines one by one. Then from the part to the whole, from rough to fine, I used oil paint and techniques wisely to draw another her on the brain screen-

Unload the dust,

Change into a light evening dress,

Apply a light layer of makeup,

Moves in the candlelight,

Smooth skin,

reflects the longest spectrum.

Unparalleled elegance, warmth, grace and luxury, and an inclusive bearing.

Attractive woman, even if you stand in front of you for ten seconds, ten blank sheets of paper are written on both sides, you can't finish writing your charm. You can't write, you can only feel. Although the miraculous ability you possess is shrouded in a fog and cannot be seen clearly, I do feel that the power of this magical ability has infiltrated my body and produced an efficient healing effect on the root of my disease. As my condition improved dramatically, so did my nature; The desire of the male, unequivocally returned. Charm, how can you describe your extraordinary?

Having said that, being alone and being too lazy to open my mouth in front of others is indeed a habit that I can't change. But I don't stick to this habit of stabbing my head to the end, and I do the same to all kinds of people. Definitely. Actually, I don't like people to talk to my face, they are people who don't have a sense of humor. People who don't have a sense of humor will cause extreme problems in my thinking pathways and language expressions, and make communication fall into an unbearable and embarrassing situation. It is no exaggeration to say that with people who have no sense of humor, I am like a zombie lifted out of the freezer in the morgue, volatile and cold, making people's skin stand on end, and the internal organs are frosty. How can a man not know himself? If you don't get along with each other, it's better not to interact at all.

To be honest, there are too few people with a sense of humor in our lives, the number is comparable to that of wild snow leopards, and I never look for them in vain. People are inherently lonely individuals, and there is nothing wrong with having to do everything alone.

I deal with most of the people in my life: the road leads to the sky, each goes to one side, and the well water does not interfere with the river water. With my virtue, don't go and add trouble to others. There are enough boredoms in this world, and almost all of them are pressed on people who have no sense of humor. Looking at it, what person without a sense of humor is not a bored overloader.

The night, sinking through the depths, began to go shallow. I don't know what the moonlight outside the small station has become, and there is a sluggish breath floating in the corridor. In short, the ability to open the mouth has been completed, and the east wind of help has also come, at this time, if you don't seize the limited time, go and talk about your feelings and heartfelt words with this once-in-a-lifetime charming woman, this man's mouth is really white! Don't miss the opportunity, the time will not come again, don't hesitate, grind and chirp, take out the courage of a man, do it as you want, don't restore the original local suffocation in the stomach, and end up with a never-ending result.

But I, gently open the door and go back inside. I would like to, but I don't have the courage.