Life in the cave

Life in the cave

There is a bicycle repair shop near my home. It is not big, not luxurious, but very popular.

In fact, there are quite a few car repair shops on the street, and I only like the home of Liang Bobo, the tofu-sized store, which maintains the expenses of the Liang Bobo family. In his shop, you can't see the white walls, you can't see all kinds of beautiful repairing tools. Some, as you can see, the gray walls, the simple tools, the walls are different. Decoration, the simple decoration is not as beautiful as other stores, it is so moving. Every time I pass through here, I will always be deeply attracted, and I will never forget it for a long time.

One day, I pushed a broken bicycle and stepped into the uncle's shop. The uncle first greeted me with enthusiasm and asked me what happened. After confirming the problem, he asked me to sit next to me and drink the uncle. The "tea", then, Mrs. Liang saw that I was coming, and immediately came over and sat down. Chatting with me, I also asked, "Mrs, you are old, why should you do it here? What about your children?" The lady said: "The young people are now out of touch with us because of the age. Learn this dirty life, can't eat hard for money, even if you want to learn that you have to learn high-tech science, even if you don't have a dream to pursue, you are pursuing material life. That is their choice, we Do not interfere, our shop is a small business, relying on technology, the store does not have to spend too much time to dress up, do not need too good tools, can repair it." My wife still chats with me, but my sight has long been Transfer to the uncle whose skin is dark, whose hair is full, and who works hard. "It is far from the downtown, quiet, not too many people, the old man is here. Silently dedicating his own strength, indifferent to fame and fortune, not for the trepidation." I thought.

Looking back, watching the uncle turn over the bicycle and pinch the gas in the tire. He brought a basin of water and placed it on the ground. He took the bicycle tire and took it clean. Bring a new tire, put it on, pump it in the net, pay attention to the pumping gas, or burst it. The sweat of the beans spread across the black cheeks of the uncle, letting the sweat flow, the burning sun reflected on the uncle, so sacred, inviolable.

After that, I once again looked at the old storefront of the old man, whether it was a car or a person. Still a longing for peace, with the beauty of heaven and man. However, what impressed me the most was not the skill of the uncle, but the perseverance of the quiet indifference for ten years, for the benefit of mankind. I would like to ask if anyone in this car will be in the water, in the real society. Willing to abandon fame and fortune?

In the cave-like repair shop, I appreciate the harmony of the old man, the decades of wind and rain, and the leisurely life style that I have brought to help others. They are not vain, not impetuous, not greedy for fame and fortune, but they are quiet and far-reaching, indifferent for a lifetime.

The life in the cave is ordinary and great, and suddenly, I am awe-inspiring.

First day: silently