City

People say that everyone has a surrounding city in his heart, but I don’t want to escape. On the bus, I think if I can stay at school all the time, I am not willing to come out. During my two-year college career, I did not leave school, if not necessary. Near seven o’clock, the sky was dim and dark. The smell on the bus was very strange. The fragrance on the girls seemed to ferment on the bus, making people feel dizzy and breathing unsmoothly. On the bus, I couldn’t find any smiling face, only the sound of the glass swaying on the bus, as if everyone was unhappy. Several friends and I were talking before getting on the bus, but as soon as we got on the bus, we kept silent with tacit understanding. The road outside the car was crowded. All kinds of motorcycles and bicycles were passing through the big cars, passing through the traffic lights. Every motorcyclist was staring at the front, and his eyebrows seemed to be frowning slightly, the best thing is just facial expression. Everyone is unhappy. The bus went forward rapidly, braking, turning left and turning right, as if we had gone through many corners at once. But in fact, we had been driving in a straight line, but the traffic was complicated, and the driver seized every opportunity to move forward. Stop and Go, left and right, there is a reaction that makes people vomit. Seeing from the mirror, the driver was also expressionless. It is probably a normal reaction to have no facial expression or frown. Who will pull a smiling face when nothing happens? Just something wrong. My hometown is a very small city. You can take a taxi to any place in the city for six yuan. The bus here is not so big, the person who received the money was still an aunt or an old man. Near seven o’clock, the bus always goes smoothly without passers-by who are in a hurry. The motorbikes also have a natural and unrestrained manner, and the bikes also have a feeling of walking slowly and uninhibited. Maybe there are too few cars, maybe the city is so beautiful? Although people here won’t hold a smiling face, there are always few people frowning, and people without facial expression look gentle. If you keep staring at an uncle, he may smile and ask the young brother who is in senior high school. Of course, if you look at the girl, you will probably stare at you or ignore you, but some will secretly see if you have looked at her with a red face. A small city is still a small city, but there is a feeling that a big city does not have. Maybe the city is too small and not complicated, or there are many villages nearby, which are always closer to the land and simple. The pursuit is not less, but it is always easy to be satisfied. What’s good about big cities? Dust drowned us, noise covered our voice, prosperity let us get into the pursuit, and finally we will become unhappy people, losing feelings, lost yourself that you originally wanted to be. I can no longer be satisfied, even if I have lived the life I expected in high school. However, in the big city, I can’t throw everything away and go back to the small city where I was born and raised. I can only try my best to stay in the small city and school in the big city. I really hope that I will be surrounded by this small city. Like (prose editor: drops of ink become wounds) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…