The midsummer sun is leaking 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 is already on fire. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Li Hao sat in the shade of the elm tree in a fat white coat and cropped pants, holding a teapot, shaking a puff fan in his hand, not only to drive away the scorching heat of midsummer, but also to drive away the annoying mosquitoes, and his pale and sparse hair shook gently.

Yuyin's broad mind not only contains Li Hao, but also those mosquitoes covered with virus parasites are also within his tolerance, for Yuyin, Li Hao and mosquitoes may be no different.

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'm going to make money, I'm going to make a lot of 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.

Li Hao has too many things to want.

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, and his rigorous and sharp methods beat competitors all over his body, making his boss have a blue eye for him, and countless people were impressed by his self-confidence and ability.

But who knew that under his cold and strict appearance was a lonely heart, like a rotten plank floating in the sea, drifting lonely in the stormy seas.

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 made a vow in the church, in front of the priest, under the watchful eye of God.

That year, his career started again, that year, he felt love and warmth, and 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 once made him angry, joyful, 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 accurate to describe it as a blank void, he was going to die after all.

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 in the radio was still ringing, but the person was silent, and the jade-yellow pu fan was weakly covering Li Hao's 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 absurdity of childhood, the waste of good times, the loneliness of youth, the years become pale, the youth struggles for the cause, is blinded by the red dust, cannot see the world clearly, and makes the body become full of holes.

I don't know the so-called first half of his life, a sudden disaster brought him back to the starting point, and it was not until middle age that he was favored by the goddess of luck and touched the softness of the world.

Unexpectedly, he was widowed in his later years, had no children and no daughters under his knees, and dragged his stump body full of holes, and died in a trance.

This life is too much failure, too much sorrow, too many mistakes, if there is an afterlife, I should live a wonderful life.

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