We are a generation of extreme insecurity, as if we are constantly on guard for fear of falling into some kind of trap. In the morning, as usual, I stood at the intersection waiting for the traffic lights, and was regretting that I had chosen the wrong outfit, when a girl suddenly came next to me, standing obliquely behind me, close to the light pole. I glanced at it with the afterglow. She had a round face, fair skin, glasses, a pair of eyes, a not-so-low ponytail, and a backpack. I was judging in my heart whether she was a peer or a student. Because her face is clean and her eyes are clear, she doesn't look like an office worker who has already worked. But the overall look is not childish, and I can't judge it for a while. At this moment, she suddenly said to me, "This morning is really unlucky, I swept eight shared bicycles in the community, and none of them can be used, how can these people not park well", she said in a calm tone like a long-known friend. I was a little overwhelmed by the sudden speech, and I glanced around, and when I saw that there were several bicycles that were crooked not far away, I said, "There are a few over there, or you can sweep them down and try again." She looked at it, didn't answer the call, and then said: "It's really weak, how can such a one not be successful." I didn't know how to answer the phone, but it was the green light and I started crossing the street. She also walked side by side, and then naturally said, "I used to get up in the morning to scan the code successfully, and I have never encountered such a situation." I was in a hurry in the morning and wanted to take a taxi, but I was the student party who felt that I was reluctant to fight, and I had to walk from here to RT-Mart to sweep the car, so far away." When I heard the three words "student party," I was relieved. I suddenly realized that I was subconsciously wary of sudden conversations. She wasn't aware of it, not even myself. "It's weird, it's like it's designed," she still marveled at what happened this morning. I looked into her clear eyes and said, "Sometimes it's so fantastic." After saying that we turned in our respective directions, my smile hidden under the mask. I thought, it's a good morning.
When I was a child, when I watched Journey to the West, I was surprised whenever I saw four masters and apprentices knocking on the door and asking the benefactor if they could borrow a night, and all I got was a positive response. The kindness and trust of the ancients was so high. Not to mention a few strange-looking and extremely suspicious pedestrians, or normal people with good looks, I would never agree to strangers I have never met to live in my own home. As for whether the ancients were real, it is also unknown, but it is certain that the ancients did not have such a strong guard as we are, which can be seen in some clues in literary works. What makes us so sensitive? Even sometimes even we ourselves are amazed at why people become so distrustful of each other.
I remember when I just graduated and got a job, I went to work on the first day to take the bus. Because the distance was too far and I didn't get up early for breakfast, I started to feel a little dizzy. But the car was too crowded and there was no space, so I endured all the way. There was a stop halfway up, an old lady came up, very temperamental. Dressed in a very French vintage style, he wears a top hat with a veil. Gracefully walked over to me and stood next to me, not knowing if she was too trendy and young, or if the people in the car were just playing with their mobile phones, and no one got up to let her sit. After two stops, I was really uncomfortable, my forehead began to sweat, and my expression may not be quite right. The grandmother next to me suddenly said to me, "Little girl, are you uncomfortable?" Is it motion sickness? I nodded and said it was all right. She said uneasily, "Is it uncomfortable?" I have medicine that can be relieved, and I'll give it to you." Just flip through her delicate tote bag. As soon as I heard that it was medicine, how could it be eaten indiscriminately, or a stranger's. So, I quickly said with alarm: "Grandma, I'm fine, I really don't need to thank you." She seemed to see my concern and said: "My medicine works very well, every time I feel sick and use it for a while, rest assured little girl, this is very safe, Grandma will not harm you at ease." Come and open your mouth and hold it in your mouth." As he spoke, he took out a potion, which was contained in a transparent bottle. As soon as I saw this posture, coupled with my grandmother's enthusiasm, I couldn't refuse anymore, so I obediently obeyed. After finishing it, the grandmother patted the youth next to her with embarrassment, "Young man, this little girl is uncomfortable, give her a seat, thank you." While thanking me, he asked me to sit down. After a while she asked me if it was any better, and I nodded. She went on to say, "The little girl must learn to take care of herself when she is outside, you know." Uncomfortable to say, otherwise others will not give you a seat. Don't be embarrassed, everyone has uncomfortable times." Although the medicine she gave me did not do anything to me, I still felt warm in my heart when I heard my grandmother's words. Not long after, when we arrived at the station, Grandma actually got off the bus with me, and we were all a little surprised. Grandma said, "My medicine works, the very expensive one is hundreds, what a pity!" I used to be a teacher at HKUST, and when I retired, my health was not very good, so I bought these medicines to condition my body." Hearing that the medicine was so expensive, I thanked my grandmother again. After crossing the overpass, we disappeared into the sea of people, not knowing if there was a chance to see each other again, but I was glad to have met such a kind and warm elder, which made me feel that the city was no longer so strange.
Even though we have met warm and beautiful strangers to a greater or lesser extent, we still can't get out of our guard. Since when we started walking to avoid the elderly, when did we dare not take a taxi at night, from when did we start to fake even the ascetics on the side of the road... We no longer dare to take the initiative to help the elderly cross the street, no longer dare to believe that people begging along the street really need help, and even fear the enthusiasm and initiative of strangers. We are like frightened birds, who have been bitten by snakes for ten years and are afraid of the well rope. Not to mention, we've been bitten countless times. I no longer dare to ride alone with a stranger when I take the elevator to work, because I have met a villain, and if there is a shadow in my heart, I will build a high wall for everyone. There is no longer much compassion when it comes to begging on the side of the road, because it has been deceived in the same way by various people. Seeing that the old man no longer dared to take the initiative to help him, because there were too many touches of porcelain, we learned to protect ourselves. Because of our personal experience, because of the overwhelming social news, because of too many routines, we put away our honesty and became cautious. I am afraid that if I accidentally become the meat of other people's population. But I think we can't always be timid like a rat, and a warm and beautiful society needs us to create together. When we take the initiative to go out within the safe range, be honest and optimistic, and trust a little, it will make people believe some, relax a little, and be happy. Our lives will also be better, the world has deception, but there is also kindness, there is indifference but also warmth. We must learn to be brave and not to shrink ourselves in a shell. Learn to get out there and say, "Hey, hello stranger."