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These days, it was a little hot, and I decided to go to the newly opened barbershop to get a haircut. I checked it out here once a month ago, when the store had just opened.
Walking to the door of the store, I found that only the barber in the store was looking at the mobile phone, and there were no other customers, so I was glad that I didn't have to wait long. The barber was a pure-looking girl with big eyes, cherry mouth, red lips, and neat teeth. I walked into the store and she was still playing with her phone. "Busy?" I asked, "Not busy, right away," and she replied cheerfully.
Seriously, after all these years at work, I still like the guy-like hairstyle when I was in teacher training. So, in this country town, I have tried all the barbershops and have not found the feeling of the year. Last month, I came to this small shop with the psychology of trying it out, and I didn't want to, but I vaguely found the feeling. To be precise, it is to find the feeling of youthful excitement at that time. People say that the years make people old. As long as it covers my gray hair, I'd rather believe that I'm still young.
She washed my hair sharply and sat me in the barber chair. "You dyed your hair very unsuccessfully," she said. "Yes, I dye it myself, buy herbs, I can't use chemical hair dyes, allergies", I replied. "My hair is so white, I don't want to see myself old." I say. "Actually, you're just graying your sideburns and hair on the top of your head, and there aren't too many other places!" Naturally, she asked about my age, and I told her she had just passed the age of a donkey. She narrowed her eyes and said, "You are the same age as my mother, but you are much younger than my mother!" I like it when people say I'm young, whether I really look young or not!
Then she talked about her mother. She told me that her mother had uterine cancer, the uterus had been removed, and that the man had reached menopause, and that she was suddenly much older, her face was dark, her skin was dry, and she was in a bad mood. I sympathized with her mother, and I sympathized with this poor girl, and advised her to care more about comforting her mother. Suddenly, I felt her lean against the scissors in her left hand and slam it, and then she lowered the scissors with her right hand, picked up the cotton swab, wiped away the blood that flowed out, and continued to cut my hair.
In life, there are some injuries, you can only turn around and wipe the blood, and then turn around, a face of sunshine!
Author: Wang Yulian, a primary school teacher in Yuncheng County, a member of the County Writers Association, a member of the Heze Writers Association, has published articles in Yuncheng Literature and Art, Caozhou Wenyuan, Times Literature and so on.
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