The midsummer sun is pouring down as always, and the elm shade on the ground is hard to tolerate the excess enthusiasm of midsummer, and the road in the big city without the elm shade should already be on fire. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Li Hao sat in a horse coat and held a teapot in the shade of the elm money tree, shaking a pu fan in his hand, which was not only driving away the scorching heat of midsummer but also driving away the annoying mosquitoes.

On the side of the old wooden-backed chair, there was a red radio with babbling, I don't know if it was Peking Opera or something else, but it was always a drama.

Li Hao is eighty years old, eighty-nine years old to be precise, he used to hate these dramas very much, and felt that it was very boring for a few big faces to drag a long babbling on the stage, but when people are old, they like these dramas.

The more I listened to it, the more interesting and interesting it became, after all, I was old! Li Hao thought.

More than 60 years ago, when I was a young man, I never liked these things, and my head was full of money.

Money, money, money, I want to make money.

The desire in the heart of the little boy is very hot, and he wants to make money and toss around, but he can't hold anything but money.

It costs money to buy a house, to buy a car, to travel, to sleep with a woman, to live in a big city and drink saliva, and to spend a lot of money if you want to live well.

Money, money, money........

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"Son, you are not too young, why don't you go find a daughter-in-law soon, what do you think about being alone all day long.........?"

"I can't even be busy with the company's affairs now, how can I have time to think about those realities, okay, I'm done eating, I'll go to the company to deal with some things first........"

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The chatter of his parents urging him to find a partner is still echoing in his ears, and in a blink of an eye, he has reached his old age, and the vicissitudes of life are nothing more than that.

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That year, at the beginning of the lanterns, the boys and girls in bright and moving clothes on the street were jumping, and the girl's tender white thighs were stirring the heartstrings of the teenager, but Li Hao was rubbing his temples and opening his bloodshot eyes under the light, studying and revising the plan that would always be problematic.

That year, Li Hao was young but talented, rising step by step, rigorous and sharp means beat competitors all over the body, and under the cold and rigorous life was a lonely heart, like a rotten plank floating in the sea.

That year, he resolutely resigned from the position of a company executive that many people dreamed of, and began to work his own business, he used his hard work, day and night planning, calculation, running around like a leper dog to finally create a company from scratch.

That year, I was so ecstatic to see the company gradually take shape and thrive with my own efforts, and I was about to plan to go public.

That year, the company was defeated by the opponent, not that Li Hao was incompetent, nor that Li Hao did not work hard enough, but that the impermanence of the world made people, Li Hao calculated everything, but he did not calculate that God's malice came so quickly, and in a few days, half of his life's efforts were in vain.

That year, she never left him, always staying by his side, telling him her love for him, comforting him, and encouraging him.

That year, they got married, that year, his career started again, that year, he felt love and warmth, that year, she let him touch the softness of the world.

That year, she left him suddenly without saying a word, leaving the world he loved, looking at her cold corpse, that year he felt the thickest darkness and despair in this world.

He cried, shouted, and screamed, but to no avail, the dead could not come back after all, as he said, I will drift away with the wind, and the sky will be high and the clouds will be faint in the distance.

He was gone and never came back.

That year, Li Hao finally disbanded the company in frustration, and went to a small town with a tired heart and an old body, ready to die here.

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The life in the town is very quiet, and the tranquility seems to have swept away the dust in Li Hao's heart.

Fifteen years of life in a small town are quiet and ordinary, but it makes Li Hao more and more calm.

The past is like smoke, and it will eventually drift away with the wind.

All kinds of past things slowly flowed through Li Hao's heart, what had made him angry, happy, embarrassed, ashamed, afraid of being known, good and bad, one by one, and occasionally one or two fragments of memory would touch him, but he let it go again with a slight smile.

The more ancient the mood is, Li Hao feels as if his life is coming to an end, which is a very wonderful feeling.

There was an ethereal feeling in his heart, oh no, it might be more accurate to describe it as a blank void, he was going to die.

Li Hao feels that he has experienced great joys and sorrows in his life, although it is not magnificent, but the miscellaneous five flavors of the world have been tasted one by one, and now when I think back one by one, it has become nothingness.

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The sun gradually sank in the west, and Li Hao watched his shadow continue to be stretched, and finally turned into a black shadow.

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The babbling sound in the radio was still ringing, but the person was silent, and the jade-yellow pu fan was weakly covering Li Hao's loose stomach.

After all, Li Hao finished his life full of joys and sorrows in this unknown town.

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It's really a life of failure, the last thought that flashed in Li Hao's heart in the endless darkness was that he felt that this life was a failure, and it seemed that many years of quiet town life still did not make Li Hao a Buddha.

The childhood is absurd, the good times are wasted, the youth is withdrawn, the years have become pale, the youth struggles for the cause, is blinded by the red dust, and cannot see the world clearly.

I don't know the so-called first half of my life, until I was middle-aged, I was favored by the goddess of luck, I met the love of this life, and I was widowed in my later years, childless and daughterless, dragging a stumbling body, and died in a trance.

If there is an afterlife, I should live a wonderful life.

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