Ru Lake

“Memory of Ru Lake” Ru Lake, there is no lake. It is just an ordinary place name in Jiangnan water town. There is a river in Ru Lake, which runs through the whole town from north to south, merged into Yao River through horses and flowed to the East China Sea. I still can’t call out the name of this river till now. I can’t say the reason. At a certain dusk or night, I always think of it inadvertently. I think of the river and the days when I lived there. That winter was the coldest day in my life. Because of economic reasons, I left home to live in Ruhu. As for choosing it, there is no arrangement in advance, which can be said to be the arrival of mistake. The place I rented was fairly spacious, and the living room near the window in the front was changed into a studio. The window is very large and bright, except for a door, almost the whole wall is covered with glass, which is the kind I like. Outside the window is the courtyard of the community, with many tree species. Even in winter, it is still a piece of emerald and luxuriant. In the middle of the glass, it is right against a bayberry tree. The canopy is very large, almost full of the whole window. Every time I look up, I will see it. The north wind blows in winter. Looking from a distance, it looks like a dynamic landscape painting, which is very elegant. For me, the home of Bayberry window gave me quite quiet warmth during those hard days. Once, I went to many places and settled down in many places. But it seems that there has never been a place that gives me quiet like Ru Lake, which makes me recover my strength slowly. Thus, walk out of that muddy. It is the river that is away from the residential area to the east. The river is not wide, and it is only about twenty meters. The two sides of the river are made of neat stone blocks, and the river fence is connected by a row of cement pillars of uniform size. From near to far, from long to point, you can’t see the end at all. My favorite is walking by the river in the evening. This period of time is the most crowded and quietest. The slight sunset slips through the corner of the West and falls on the river. A few wisps of silver dots appear in the river, which are like some kind of light in my future and give people hope. The living condition during that period was very bad. I was so like a man walking in a tunnel that I could clearly see the light at the tunnel entrance, but I couldn’t walk out any way. Sometimes I will be in a daze. If I lose something, I will struggle feebly, feel inexplicable loneliness, and even feel strong pain. Whenever these emotions arise, I will walk to the river. He kept walking along the river column until he was exhausted and then sat down. I can’t remember how many times I have passed that winter. Later, every time I thought of it, there would always be another lonely self walking by the Riverway. That place unexpectedly became a secret pain in my life, deeply branded in my bones. But that River became a kind of comfort that followed me at that time. Ru Lake, there is really no lake. It is the home of my waxberry window and the sad River in my life. Having traveled for so many years, I don’t just want to find a stable place to live in a warm environment, live a peaceful life, love and be loved in peace. Now I think about it, Ruhu is not a memory, but a mood rooted in the heart for a long time, which makes people soft. In this noisy era, we need this state of mind, this kind of softness. Like (prose editor: drops of ink become wounds) the snow in spring

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