a lifetime road

a lifetime road

An ordinary road, one person has gone through a lifetime.

--Inscription

In the quiet afternoon, the lazy sun sprinkled on the face, without letting people feel insatiable, and strolling in the tree-lined path with his girlfriend, the messy and romantic maple leaves covered the footsteps, leisurely stepping on it, sending out "叱叱" sound. Occasionally, there are sporadic two or three cars flying by, rolling up a thousand piles of "snow", and playing a waltz with the wind, and then ending, so uncomfortable! Look at her and smile, huh! Not so happy! ~

The road, spreading and adding another branch, an old-fashioned large-scale human-powered double-wheeled rug was pulled into the path by a thin old man. We slowed down with the time of enjoying the time, and in a short time, we The speed is flat...

"Ah!?" The girlfriend screamed in surprise, following her gaze, I saw the old man - and his bulky two-wheeler, as well as the mountain-like waste cardboard box that was randomly discarded by us. It was tied to the car by a red rope that seemed to be broken. Full of Dangdang, the line of sight looks backwards, except for cardboard, or cardboard... The pair of cars that have been honed over the years are rusty, just like the iron bones, which makes people unsightly.

The whole car, along with the steps of the old man, together, one up, the original small stepping ups and downs, was enlarged by the cardboard of this car, became extraordinarily eye-catching, making people feel crumbling, sucking a breath..." The ..." "...the..." With the ear, the head is slightly slanted, oh, it was the iron that was attached to the ground. Then, an inexplicable sorrow passed through my mind, and it was fleeting. It’s the pole that has been polished out of a distinct triangle shape, presumably it’s time to make it “scared”...

The girlfriend seems to dislike this harsh voice, or something else. She pulls my hand and walks forward very quickly. It is better to say that it is a trot than to say that she is trying to avoid something. Still want to see what, our steps are getting faster and faster, a few steps to the same position as the old man, because the neck of the knife just opened, the corner of my eye can not see the old man's face, only saw his The cumbersome and heavy hand full of vicissitudes, the hand has been pulled open by a groove and the handlebar is held, the more it appears...

Looking down, I saw my girlfriend's jade hand, white fingers like a baby blown the skin, the petite palm is like an innocent jade, no awkward, micro-long nails are just right, this is the hand? Still a piece of art.

The old man stopped and we stopped. The girlfriend also felt a little thirsty. I went to the commissary to buy water. I struggled to turn the whole body to the old man. He was smoking! I still used the pipe. I saw that he carefully placed the car on the ground and slowly stood up. To be honest, I played the pipe. As far as the old man’s pipe is concerned, I have the size of my thumb. On the hand, like a chopstick, he fumbled out of a box of matches from the pocket, "brushed" to draw a fire, and put it to the mouth of the cigarette, while smoking, while sucking, and then spit out several sizes. One of the smoke rings came, this is what I knew. The first time I saw a real-life version of the smoked cigarette circle, before that, I really thought it was a computer special effect.

The old man took a few mouthfuls, and he was very careful to collect the pipe. He inserted it into his waist and put his hands on the whole hat. It was a Zhongshan hat. I can even see that the leather on it has already appeared.

The girlfriend is back, just, she bought three bottles of water, and I tweeted: "Why don't you drink the juice?" She said nothing, stuffed two bottles of water into my hand and said: "Only a bottle of hot Yes, grievances you 呗~!" Indeed, I saw her hand kept holding the bottle of water, in her own hands, two bottles of cool sultry water...

The old man slowly squatted down, and his hands just lifted up. His girlfriend ran to the old man and handed the water to the old man. The old man was shocked. "Hey!" I mentioned that the car in the air was brushed off. Go on.

"Grandpa, drink something." Girlfriend said.

The old man was embarrassed by this sudden gift. One hand reached into his trouser pocket and kept groping for something. He had not received the bottle of water.

"Drink it, Grandpa," said the girlfriend.

"Okay, good!" The old man nodded hard, but also a little bit of waist, bowed his back, looks really ridiculous, his girlfriend did not sullenly grin, the old man finally took the water, but one hand still kept I was surprised to find that the old man’s hand did not touch his girlfriend’s hand, even though a bottle of 40cm Nongfu Spring had been held by his girlfriend more than half. Usually, the most annoying thing is to find money every time you buy something. Inevitably, I have to touch all kinds of hands, oh, the old saying goes, "Nothing to touch"!

I got up and went, my girlfriend just turned back and looked at me. The old man called behind her: "Little girl!" A voice full of vicissitudes and no savage sound cut through the eardrum. I went forward and saw the old man squatting. Two dilapidated one-dollar bills, my girlfriend just wanted to say "no...", I only gently pulled her, and then took the two dollars more than the gross ticket and the ticket, and the courtesy of the mouth." Thank you, polite." I know that the old man started from reaching his pocket and took the water. He took out the money for more than a minute. According to ordinary people, this process is only ten seconds...the old man’s heart must be After some struggles, I can imagine that there are two elves in the mind of the old man. One said yes, one said no, the old man thought that he would not take the water and get the scene to the embarrassment. Retreat... knowing it is difficult to retreat? Let's use it like this. I can't find any adjectives to describe the old man's thoughts. This kind of thinking is the first feeling of the hard-working people at the bottom of the ordinary society. They have experienced too much, and many of us may Unbelievable, can't imagine...

I never thought that there were no people around here. I couldn’t say anything about it. I had to do a psychological struggle and struggled to find out these two thick "hair tickets." In fact, from the moment I took it, I believe that the old man I won’t think about taking it back, because that money is not just water, it’s...

At this moment, I can't forget the old man's laughter, the laughter is so pure, so real, so charming...

At the same time, the accident happened. I even thought it was a movie? Everything, so real, so coincidental, seems to be pre-arranged, shooting public service ads.

As the old man was letting go, the cardboard box at the rear of the car broke free from the shackles of the red rope, and fell off. The old man rushed to the back and suddenly squatted, then squatted down and silently began to smash the cardboard. We also walked over and said nothing, and began to help the cardboard boxes.

"Oh! Grandpa! You can have baby in these cardboards!" I screamed deliberately, randomly and randomly picked up two cardboards and walked over to the old man. The old man picked up the remaining cardboard on the ground and looked back. He saw a "five dollar bill" in a paper version on my hand. I handed the cardboard up and the old man pulled it out of the cardboard gap. Zhang Wuyuan, while putting the cardboard into a glimpse, said: "Thank you for your water, five dollars to buy something to fill your stomach." The girlfriend smiled again, and the old man smiled with her. I took the five yuan. , whispered to the girlfriend's ear and said: "Go buy a rope."

After all, the rope arrived at the old man and tied the cardboard well, reinforcing the cardboard of the whole car, returning to his "old post", slowly getting up and starting his remaining "journey"...

The old man told us that this road he started from the bloody side of the 17-year-old, three trips a week, each time a full car cardboard, sometimes carrying something else, go to the present...

When I got to the crossroads, I saw the winter sun again. I didn’t feel cold and couldn’t feel it. Instead, I felt that there was a lot of energy. The old man went to the right, step by step, and made a sound of “...the sound of... Sight.

Look back, look at this ordinary path, one person, use his life, to go this way, presumably, it’s the end...

Third day: Bei Minglie