City

The sky was bright and the wind was clear, and the sun was sunny at four o’clock in the afternoon. When I was tired, dragging my legs and lying on the dormitory bed, looking up at the roof blankly, I recalled what I had seen and heard all the way, every picture of memory is surging deep in my heart. Maybe, when I recalled this kind of trip again many years later, I would not regret it, but took bus No. 5 to leave from houbao with a real sense of satisfaction rippling in my heart with a smile, to changzhi area. In the past, I was always used to putting headphones in my ears when I was riding, and playing songs I liked one after another. During the journey of more than an hour, I was completely immersed in the beautiful melody of music. Looking out of the window, my mind was unrestrained and unconstrained. I isolated myself from the world, looked dull and said nothing, then got to the station and got off! Today, I suddenly realized that the stubborn teenager who once isolated himself from the world was so ignorant and stupid. Only today did he find that the world was much better than imagined, maybe much worse. My face turned out of the window, staring intently. I looked at every river, every lake, every hill, every wilderness galloping out of the window, I think they are kind to me. I think I should belong to them, and they should also belong to me. However, I have been dreaming of urban life, nervous and busy, but I don’t regret it. Sometimes, I feel that I am so contradictory, worrying about whether I will ruin myself. But it is in this contradiction that I begin to know myself and know myself. In the downtown area, I waited at the intersection for the green light to light up. I saw the luxury BMW and Mercedes-Benz passing by with whistling. Afterwards, the shabby tricycle did not dare to compete with it; I saw the young woman with fashionable dress and good figure passing by. In front, the sanitation worker aunt who had experienced all the vicissitudes and wrinkles on her face dared not look at her; High-end residential areas rose from the ground. On the top of the building, the migrant workers who built the building took a look and sighed. Looking at these mundane scenes, I was shocked and worried. I really didn’t know whether I was smart or stupid. Vivid scenes unfolded in front of my eyes one after another. I was at a loss. Deep in my heart was full of desire for tomorrow, but suddenly I was destroyed by deep helplessness. I don’t know when to start, I like to stand at the crossroads with a very large flow of people, observing the various clothes, different steps, facial expressions, dialects and casual gestures of pedestrians. I looked at everyone who was in a hurry, whose expressions were so rich together. Finally, I unexpectedly found that what they tried to cover was the deep pain in their hearts and the helpless desire for tomorrow. Looking there, a young woman with a clear face and a tall figure held her boyfriend’s arm, but her boyfriend’s face was obviously tired, carrying a heavy burden in his hand; Looking there, a middle-aged man with a briefcase was walking hurriedly, when he turned a crossing, he accidentally bumped into another pedestrian who was coming. He hurriedly said sorry and then left; Look at that, on a small electric tricycle, there were piles of very high discarded cardboard boxes. The car owner was over 40 years old and just came out of a shopping mall with a full face of joy. Looking at that, the driver of the taxi whistled desperately, angry to vent dissatisfaction towards the driver who was slow to drive in front of him, but there was no one in his car; Look at there, several young guys with yellow hair talked and laughed, they spit everywhere, the oncoming pedestrians are deliberately avoiding them, They laughed; Looking there, middle school students were dressed in school uniforms, boys had short hair, girls all tied up ponytail, boys deliberately tried to provoke girls to make girls happy, with a face of innocence; Looking there again, an old woman who was over 80 years old was supported by two middle-aged women and crossed the road trembling and slowly. The children beside her were laughing happily. I captured such a secular scene like a hunter, and finally forgot my original intention, whether happy or sad, I could get used to everything in my own days, when I woke up again at dawn, I think I must be smiling. Later, when I came to the shopping mall, when I visited all the clothing stores, when I tried on clothes one by one, when I painstakingly cut down the price, when I paid for clothes and left, when I left the whole shopping mall with a far-away figure, I found that life is just a little bit of this, and no one can avoid the ups and downs in it. Our best state is not to get tired of all this, but shake out your own wonderful things in the wind with your own posture! I think the best state of everyone’s life is to be calm, even if one lives alone, crossing cities one after another, walking streets one after another, looking up at the sky one after another, witness the separation one after another. Happiness is everywhere, and the key is whether we dare to admit these ordinary and tiny scenery in our hearts. In the depth of time, there was such a boy who was quiet and calm. Looking out of the window, he felt everything. He was not lonely, but actually lonely! A plane flew over the sky, leaving a white mark in the blue sky. I smiled and said: look, Meteor! She stared her eyes in surprise: where? Oh! I smiled. Oh! We all laughed at the December 13 of (our youth, blood, courage, dreams, everyone will be confused, but we are all strong enough to come to today, every time we look down on ourselves during our growth, fortunately, we still believe in the future; We are not alone on the road of youth. I hope my passion can give every one of you a little courage to look forward to the future! @ Personal original articles will be published on the prose website, and the world of the dream of youth on WeChat public platform will remain Updated. Welcome to pay attention to @ public number: qingchunzm90s) like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow of spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. 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Every time I walked into the exhibition hall and looked at the paintings of famous artists, I sighed. When others are drawing, I often feel inferiority when I am appreciating. I don’t know what I draw, and I still update in the space every day. Childhood sowed art great lovers years pursued. From drawing with less arms and no legs at the beginning, to learning in the later classes, no matter how persistent, study hard, because of poor understanding, progress is slow. Many years have passed, the level of painting is still a beginner, and even a layman. For this, how much guilt and sigh. It is better to throw away the brush, say goodbye to the imaginary fantasy, and do a practical job to increase the family’s income. But now I don’t change my original intention, when the impulse of painting attacks me. For my childhood dream, I always warned myself that I am painter, though I painted the worst. In 2015-11-21, the book was praised in zuxin bookstore (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow vanishing 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…