My life diary
I am Lu Man, an ordinary worker. Today the factory holiday, I spent a day in the dormitory, reading a book and watching TV.
I didn't go out until 5:30 p.m. and wandered the old road. The first person I met was a man dressed in black and white pants. Ordinary looks, ordinary figures, and a slightly tired and indifferent face.
After rubbing shoulders with him, I met a few millipedes. Then I saw a small, not very spirited little yellow flower. As I watched it, a flock of geese flew over me in the sky.
I envy them for having friends and I have no friends. Only envying their share, I stopped observing the little yellow flowers and chose to move on.
Then I saw a bee going to work. Comrade Bee is really diligent, does not give himself a holiday, and is still collecting honey on Sundays.
After saying goodbye to the diligent little bee, he met a dragonfly. I wanted to catch it, but I didn't catch it.
So I went on and met a pink flower. So I photographed them, beautiful faces. After the shooting, I saw a thin middle-aged man who played with his mobile phone as he walked. Behind him was a young mother and her child. They talked and laughed, and they were very happy. I was the only one, not even a talker.
After walking for half an hour or so, I decided to go back. On the way back, I met a pair of leaves of good color. I loved it, the kind I liked at first sight.
When I was about to walk to the door of the factory, I rubbed shoulders with two middle-aged men. They speak, in their own dialect. Behind them were three men, and the one in the middle was bald.
Next to the three were two elder sisters, carrying daily necessities. Smiling and talking, a big fat man came from behind. After rubbing shoulders with them, my phone rang and it was the delivery guy who called me. They're the only ones who're going to call me this year.
I bought a serving of ice powder and took the takeaway. I went back to the dormitory, and before I went back to the dormitory, I took the courier and also took a hundred yuan. Used for tomorrow's food, the ordinary day is over.
