When the wind rises, people have gone

Track and field, the place I go through every day, I am no stranger to it, we used to call it the runway, but I don't know what I am running on, I don't know why I want to run.

On the day of the sports meeting, it was still the same cold wind, and the people's heart was a little bit cold. When I went to check the 200 meters, I didn't know why it suddenly felt very cold, even if there was no wind in the sports hall. Quietly lined up and walked out of the gate, immediately ushered in a large number of students dancing, shouting the names of their athletes, of course not me. The weather is good, the weather is not very good, there is wind at the starting point, it is very cold, I am so cold that I keep fighting, but I only try to hide, I know I can't hide, so I can only imagine that I have already escaped. The cold wind, enter the warm cheers. This is already the only thing I can give to my own soul. It is already 11:42, and there are already many people walking into the cafeteria. There are not many people on the playground, but There are still many students who are cheering for their athletes. I stand on the runway where there is only one person and cheer for myself.

"Hey!" The gunshot didn't make my adrenal hormones erupt like I imagined, because I always felt that something was missing, and I was still running, but someone had surpassed me, but I didn't chase him, I don't know me. Shouldn't it be chased, what can I catch up with? Want to win honors for the class? If I did not hesitate to decide before, but at this time, I have no power and no choice. I can only take my step without direction. I don't know where I should go. Is it the end? Why do I want to go out more than I want to go to the end? The edge of the runway is full of people, they cheer, Shout. Of course, it is not for me.

An inadvertent current seemed to rush through my thighs. I realized that my legs were cramping. I hurriedly took my right leg and slammed it. I always think about it over and over, don't run, run, why run? I don't know why there was such an idea at the time, I don't know how far I can run, I just ran here. I want to make me think that I am running for myself, but I have been unable to change. I am very painful. This is only my own understanding. I don't expect anyone else to know that all I can do is to squat in the past. After running this paragraph, I should finish the journey, I am for myself.

At this time, a figure that was not familiar but deja vu appeared on my left side. He ran with me. To be precise, it was not running. Every time I licked it, he would say "refueling" because there was no Look, I don't know if it was called to me, but he always stayed with me on the left. At that time, the people on the road were very open, and I was afraid that I would stay in the same line. I think so, he is shouting for me, then I have to work hard, although there is only one person, that is enough, at least one person who wants me to win. I looked up at the sky, my eyes were blank, my feet were dragging me up again, and finally, I didn't know when I passed the end.

After the game, I tried to find the figure in the vast sea of ​​people. In fact, I know who it is, but I still want to find more, so that the athletes who are arched by the stars will walk away. I am standing alone there, staring at everything in front of me, not touching me, stroking the right leg that has collapsed. I don't know where I should go, there is no need to go, I think for a while, decided, no need, wait a little longer, and then think back to the scene just now, I am very happy.

On that day, the clouds were light and the wind was cold. I always felt that something was missing. It turned out that when the wind started, people had gone.