Heavenly work
What happened to the red sports car that Musk launched into space?
Four years ago, in February 2018, SpaceX CEO Elon Musk used a Falcon Heavy rocket to send a Tesla sports car, the Roadster, into orbit around The Sun, when the news was heard and caused a sensation.
You may wonder, where is this sports car floating in space today? Is it still working? Is it a pre-set loop to continue to loop the classic song "Space Freak" by legendary British rock singer David Bowie? Is the dummy Stamman sitting in the car okay?
Unfortunately, the camera on this space supercar has long stopped working, and no one can know its specific location, and can only imagine where it is based on the estimated orbit.
According to calculations, as early as two years ago, the space supercar should have flown 1.6 billion kilometers to enter the second orbit around Japan. Of course, the premise is that it does not hit space debris or be "hijacked" by aliens during flight.
Now that two years have passed, according to NASA data, the car should have circled the sun more than 2.62 times, and its coverage has reached 3.2 billion kilometers. That said, the car may have become the "most mileage" Tesla Sports car now.
But spaceflight experts predict that four years of floating in harsh outer space could make a huge difference to the space supercar. For example, due to the impact of the gravityless environment of space and the temperature changes in space, some fasteners on the car may be loosened due to thermal expansion and contraction, the body paint and rubber materials will age and fall off, and the leather interior may also crack and decompose, and these substances may eventually form a layer of tiny debris floating around the car. Based on the fact that equipment such as cameras has stopped working, it may be speculated that the battery pack on the body may have been damaged long ago due to exposure to solar radiation. However, the dummy Stamman on the car may be in better condition because he is wearing a spacesuit, but he is not sure that "he" must still be fixed to the seat in the car.
In fact, this space supercar as early as the beginning of the design, is to consider the harsh environment of space travel, and have done a lot of optimization design, usually, the designers think that it is not a problem to live in space for a long time. But anything can happen in the space environment, and since the launch of the car in 2018, few large telescopes have carefully observed the space supercar. Most astrologers agree that it's just "an expensive piece of space junk," and some even predict that within the next 15 million years, the car will have a 22 percent chance of colliding with Earth.
Look at it coldly
What am I missing? I'm short of people here
At three o'clock in the afternoon, people basking in the sun on a street corner. The posture of three people was found, almost motionless for a while, like three statues. The difference is that the rest of the takeaway brother and the nanny who takes care of the elderly next to them are brushing mobile phone videos, especially focused. The old lady in the middle just sat like that, looking straight ahead, not blinking her eyes and barely blinking, there was something in that look, it was difficult to describe, I couldn't bear to look at each other.
After more than an hour, the nanny put away the little maza and pushed the old lady into the community, with zero communication throughout the whole process. The old lady didn't seem to have the will to communicate, let the sun be basking, let the home go home.
On the way back, I saw the nanny pluck a fallen leaf from the brim of the old lady's hat and throw it away. But I don't know if this warm sun has sunk into the old lady's heart.
I think of my third aunt, who lives alone and is 81 this year. Every time I look at a phone call before, I have to ask a very specific question about what time and how to come, and most of the time I can only say a rough idea. Once she may have heard my hesitation, explained, asked clearly, the head stubble of the garlic seedling grew up, I had to pinch the point to cut it for you, it was not fresh early...
Every time I call, at the end I ask her what she's missing. She said, "There is no shortage of anything." Once, after saying that there was nothing missing, it was as if he were saying to himself: "What am I missing?" I'm short of people here. Another time, on the phone, she told me: "Today when I washed my face, I realized it, probably because I have been a teacher all my life, and I have said too much, so now let me live alone." ”
Ukiyo-e miscellaneous
Smell birds everywhere
After three months of leaving his hometown in the mountains, Grandpa slowly adapted to life in the provincial city, but the dialect could not be changed.
The people in the community, Grandpa knows a lot, everyone is very kind to him, knows that Grandpa is from a remote mountainous area, and talks to him very patiently. Grandpa wanted to take the initiative to communicate with others, but as soon as he opened his mouth, the completely out-of-tune mountain Mandarin always made people guess like a puzzle. Grandpa couldn't understand the words of the people in the provincial city, and he always said that he wanted to hear the familiar village sounds again, even if he quarreled with him, he would be happy.
That day, I dragged my grandfather to the park and introduced him to a retired old cadre. "Grandpa, this old grandpa also moved from our hometown, you know." The retired veteran cadre wore glasses and spoke standard Mandarin. I also heard others say that he and my grandfather are from the mountains of southern Anhui, thinking that they may have a common language. Unexpectedly, in the mountains of southern Anhui, there are different sounds and different customs in the ten miles, although they belong to the same prefecture-level city, they are not the same county, and the language difference between the two places is still very large. As soon as the two of them opened their mouths, even I could hear the clouds in the fog and didn't know what to do. Suddenly, in very non-standard Mandarin, Grandpa pointed to the bird in the bird cage hanging from the tree by the retired old cadre and said, "This finch's voice is not good." It's not happy. ”
"Do you know what kind of bird this is?" The retired old cadre crossed his hands and waist, "This is not a bird. Tell you, this is thousands of dollars a piece, you don't understand! ”
The two old men did not speculate and dispersed without joy. They have not been in contact since.
More than a month later, it seemed like a miracle had happened. Grandpa suddenly had the spirit to stop nagging at no one to talk to him all day, and occasionally whistled and hummed the Yellow Plum Drama. Curious, I asked, "Grandpa, did you pick up the money?" Grandpa shook his head and laughed without saying a word. Anyway, Grandpa was happy, and I was happy: "Grandpa, there is a big national forest park in the west of the city, and I will take you around one day." Grandpa nodded and said mysteriously, "I've already found that park." Then he put it in my ear and said, "There are people from my hometown who speak Takada dialect." ”
"Who?!" I asked in some disbelief.
"You don't know." Grandpa laughed and said nothing.
On weekends, I went to the National Forest Park with my grandfather. In the quiet park, Grandpa brushed off the fallen leaves on the bench and told me to sit down and wait together. But after waiting for a while, no one came around. I secretly thought, the people in this hometown are really weird, don't want to see me? I was just about to complain about whether Grandpa had lied to me again, when he "hissed" me, signaled me to be quiet, and then pointed to the dense leaves overhead. I looked up and there was nothing in the tree, only a bird chirping. Soon, another tree heard the same bird song, as if in response to the bird above us. Listening more closely, there were all kinds of birdsong in the park, light or heavy, slow or urgent, like a band playing.
Grandpa closed his eyes and sat there quietly. Oh, he was listening to the country sounds. Grandpa was familiar with the names of these birds, could understand their language, and he could understand their joys and sorrows from these chirps, just as he knew everyone in his hometown.
Parents
The way you look
When he was five years old, he loved to wear his mother's high heels, and although he stumbled, he laughed happily. Mom hurried over to help me, and I grinned: Like you don't look like you?
Mom said no, I have you so crooked. Dad laughed loudly: Really like, your mother is like this, walking with the wind, can't wear high heels at all... Your mom, you're wearing flat shoes. Dad smiled at me, and I laughed too.
When he was ten years old, he often finished his homework, put on a blue dovetail hat, put on a white coat, hung a stethoscope around his neck, played a little doctor, and asked his father to be a patient. I listened carefully to my father about his chest and pressed my fingers to my stomach: Does it hurt here? It is the appendix that is inflamed, and it has to hang a little drip, and if it is not treated, it will be perforated.
My very professional wording made my mother bend over with a smile, pointing at my father and saying: It's like that. Dad said: Look the same as when you worked.
When I was eighteen, I was going to study in the provincial capital. When I was leaving, I deliberately cut my long hair into short hair, and the uncles and aunts in the yard saw it and said that my mother and I were carved out of a mold. I said: I just want to take my mother's shadow and go north and south.
Thirty-year-old I'm back. The moment she saw me, my mother cried and was very sad. You said you, why are you so disobedient? You are a high-achieving student, how much room for development in the city you don't know? Run back to the countryside, don't you want your future..."
Dad caressed her shoulder and squeezed out a sentence in half a day: "Her temperament is the same as yours, didn't you also give up the good post of the provincial hospital and come back?" Ten cows can't be pulled back, you forgot..."
The next morning, I had a fragrant breakfast on my bedside table: egg cakes, red date millet porridge, and my mother's best sauerkraut stir-fried meat shreds. Mom had her back to me, her gray hair a little glaring.
I gulped down my mother's breakfast and walked out of the courtyard. The air in the countryside was crisp and my eyes were moist. I want to be her shadow, to have her watch me take over her work... I took a big stride and walked all the way to the township health center. There was no looking back, and I knew that my mother's eyes had been following me.
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