Small talk| walking and walking and dispersing

Yesterday was the last day of class at the end of this semester, and the last day of class on this campus, and the next winter vacation class is not here.

For some objective reasons, of course, there are also a few people's stupids and self-righteousness (about this, I have long wanted to write an article, but, for some unspeakable reasons, I will probably wait until one day when I am no longer in this school, and then try to restore that scene), the campus where I am in class has to close at the end of this semester. Existing students are diverted to two other campuses, and after the start of the new semester, students who were originally in one place will be changed to two.

In the last two days of class, the class teacher has informed the students to make a choice, day students go to one place, residential students go to another place, these half-grown children, all stared at me and asked: "Teacher, where are you going?" We'll follow you wherever you go. "The children are so naïve, this is obviously an unlikely thing, you are all divided into two places, do you want to split your Teacher Ni in half?"

For this reason, in the last class, most of the students did not have the heart to attend the class, asked me if I could add my QQ or WeChat, and agreed. After adding a few, I went home and saw the photos they posted in the QQ space full of vitality and slightly sad small compositions, one after another full of youth and some childish faces, and the situation in the classroom flashed in front of my eyes again. They've been here for half a year, and they've built up feelings with this place, with teachers and classmates, and I've been here for three and a half years, three and a half years, and I haven't looked back, and it's gone in the blink of an eye.

For me, it was much closer to work in a different campus, and the traffic was much more convenient, but this was still not the result I wanted.

No class today, go to school in the morning to retrieve my own belongings, and tomorrow's students make up the materials, by the way to see the housekeeper sister, about her, I once wrote an article, asked her where she plans to go next, she said not to go anywhere, not do not want to go, is not able to go anywhere. The principal asked her the other day which campus she went to, considering that the children went to school, the husband went to work, no matter which campus she went to, it was particularly inconvenient, there was no way to choose, it could only be regarded as an automatic departure.

Our cities are getting bigger and bigger, spreading out like flatbread, spending more and more time on transportation, and if there is a change that is not controllable by human beings, it means that you are likely to have to give up the job in front of you. Speaking of that year, I was also like this, if the unit had not moved to Lishui, I probably would not have chosen to leave.

When I first arrived in Nanjing, there were only No. 35 buses in the city, not too far to go anywhere, and it was not difficult to ride a bicycle, like me, who usually rode a bicycle crooked and trembling, and could also ride from the north of the city to the south of the city to work. Nowadays, the city's appearance is changing with each passing day, the bus line has increased to hundreds of roads, the subway has opened more than a dozen, it is reasonable to say that travel should become more and more convenient, in essence, our travel is becoming more and more inconvenient.

What's more, a person's change may affect the choice of the whole family. And in these difficult years, sometimes the so-called choice may mean that there is no choice. Because travel is inconvenient, it is likely that you will not have a choice next, the job will be lost, no one will give you an explanation, and no one will say sorry.

Being kind to yourself and being responsible for yourself is probably the only choice to live in this era.

The other day, a volcano erupted in the Tonga sea far away in the Pacific Ocean, watching the video of that short few minutes, the volcanic ash gradually rose from the bottom of the sea, straight into the sky, turned into a huge mushroom cloud, sprinkled from the sky, the moment it fell, I don't know how many innocent people were covered in this way, buried in it, said disappeared, not even a trace fell, as if never walked in this world. If naturally speaking, this is a beautiful scenery, but the small human beings, under such a beautiful scenery, have no way to live.

In "Dream of the Red Chamber", Jia Mu is happy to gather and not like to disperse, but in the fifty-third time, at the moment of the New Year's Festival, everyone sits in groups and tells a joke, but Wang Xifeng says five "scattered" words in a row, which is really an ominous sign. Bao Yu didn't like to scatter even more, he thought that his sisters and sisters were all around him, even if it turned into a wisp of light smoke on that day, Qingwen didn't like to scatter, she wanted to tear off the fan. In the end, no one can stop a "scatter" word.

Perhaps, scattering is the fate of life, and gathering is always just a beautiful imagination. Those who drifted away slowly became some characters that were occasionally mentioned verbally, and in the end, finally there was nothing.