■ Xu Zhibiao
At 5 a.m., the alarm goes off, get up, put on your sportswear, old rules, and go to tai chi.
Downstairs, I met my neighbor Director Yan, with a wireless headset hanging from his head, a walking watch pinned to his hand, a pair of new Nike shoes he had just bought, and a "young man" in his early 50s.
"How many kilometers are you going to prepare for today?" I asked, a greeting.
"Strive for 10 kilometers, today I made an appointment with runners to the Water Conservancy Rule of Law Park, where the air is fresh, natural oxygen bar, fun." Director Yan began to stretch, move his muscles and bones, and looked like he was ready to run.
"That new park, I only went yesterday, it's not ugly, it's not ugly." I kind of sigh that the town has become bigger and more beautiful in recent years.
The east is glowing with fish belly white. On the road, most of them are rushing to send their children to school; there are also farmers who ride small tricycles and rush to the market to do small business, all of them are turnips, cabbage, taro, cowpeas and so on in their own fields, and I like these local dishes.
The front bridge has a large slope. A small blue trailer blocked the way, and an old man dragged it forward with "squeak", but the car was like a small donkey that had not eaten enough, and it was stunned that "you go and I don't go."
"Uncle, I'll push it for you." I jumped out of the car.
"One two three--" The car struggled, step by step, and finally climbed up the road, and looked at it with a fixed look, and there were two electric planers for carpentry on the car, no wonder it was so heavy.
"Big brother, it's hard for you." He wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve and thanked me.
At this moment, behind him, in the western sky, a round moon, scattered with a cold glow, and the way the old man who was running for his livelihood wiped his sweat, made people feel excited. I loved photography, and quickly pressed the camera on my phone, frozen into a photo with fireworks, and soon appeared in the city's "Civilized Casual Shooting" weekly lottery list.
"Did you write a masterpiece at home in the morning?" In the square west of the museum, boxer Li Laoyuan greeted me.
There were already five or six boxers in the square, stretching their arms, pressing their legs, bending over, splitting forks, each making their own preparations.
At this time, a "Yunshui Zen Heart" Taiji song sounded, and the ethereal and quiet arpeggiate zither made people's mood suddenly become quiet and quiet. I also began to warm up, old Li this guy, is a player, in the canal embankment post hard work for 40 years, the previous year retired, flood season unit is not enough manpower, he will also take the initiative to go to the gate station on duty, "idle ah." He said with a smile, his retirement life arrangement is full, in the morning thunder and do not move to play tai chi, to the park to walk the bend, and then in the pavilion with a few hardcore card friends, play a few rounds, go home to help his wife cook, two small wines a day is a must, girlfriend filial piety, often buy some of his favorite Shaoxing flower carving, bamboo leaf green medicinal wine, drink to the end of the year, do not covet cups, each meal is two or two, the wife is fixed.
"He's dashing, and he's still square dancing in the park at night, God's feet." Lao Gu is in the same unit as him and likes to smack him.
"You don't come on Mondays and Wednesdays, and you don't have a day." Old Lee "blamed" him a bit.
"I'm going to help with my granddaughter on Monday and Wednesday morning." Lao Gu explained, "Children are usually busy at work, and we should be the handle of the elders. ”
"Don't shout, everyone is a model family, Teacher Wang is here." At this time, Captain Chen smiled and greeted.
"We are the Postal Taiji Team, everyone has always been very persistent, and the fight is not ugly, this city-wide martial arts games, we won the gold medal, thank you." Teacher Wang held his fist in salute, and everyone applauded thunderously and happily.
"I don't have to say it, Teacher Wang, your 74-style Chen Fist itself is very difficult, there are very few people who can fight, look at your team members during this time one by one rain and rain, get up early and train in the dark, the grand prize is hand to hand, hey, it is indeed a fight." Beside her was Teacher Dong, who after her retirement became a special off-site instructor of our Tai Chi Team, proficient in fist, sword, fan and stick.
The team members get along happily and harmoniously, and recently introduced a competition mechanism, a serious "election", Captain Chen has now become a "predecessor", although the boxing team is small, the responsibility is large, four years as a day busy, it is time for her to take a break. The teacher was "unexpectedly" elected, he practiced boxing special research, the body pressure is very low, the movement folding is coherent, coupled with the martial arts grappling skills, the professional results are still quite impressive. He took out a gilded trophy from the trunk of the car, solemnly designated me, the "propaganda commissioner," to "keep it properly," and did not forget to take care of it: "This is a municipal honor, you exert your expertise, shoot a few more pieces of vibrato, and make a fuss." ”
Or the boxing friend Gao Dajie came to affordably, "sending a small temperature in the world", she took out two incubator boxes from the canvas bag: "I made my own pea vegetable head roast cake at home, the big guys come to taste it." ”
What a fragrance!