Preface:
When I was a child, although I also had the dream of walking the world with a sword, and I also wanted to go out and see the prosperity of the world, I never thought that I could go abroad to a foreign land, never thought that I could stand on the land of Africa, and I never thought that I could meet our domestic motorcycles in this foreign country.
Figure 1: Me and the black soldiers who protect me
I think African Angola seems to have crossed the ages
I always feel that Africa seems to have crossed the times, there is a feeling that they have stepped from the slave era to the era of modern industrial civilization, and watching them live in muddy houses not far from the shore, it seems like a primitive tribe. I also walked in curiously to try to find some porcelain lost from the mainland, preferably the blue and white of the Yuan Dynasty, if I can meet the best, they have been wandering outside for hundreds of years, if I encounter them, I will take them home.
As a result, when I entered their house, I saw a lot of plates, and in the windowless house, by the dim sunlight coming from the doorway, I also saw a lot of plates, and I took them home without saying anything, and I reached out and grabbed them, completely ignoring that there was still sticky breath oil on it, and on the other hand, there were really Chinese characters, which said "microwave oven only".
Well, this one is there, the plate is also undoubtedly Chinese, that is, this era looks a little closer, it is estimated that it was the year before last or last week, yes, or stay, wait for a thousand years and wait for the destined people.
Figure 2: The Village of the Blacks
I met Lynken by the river
That year, I went for engineering reasons to find water for the mixing plant, and down the river to find a village where the terrain was flat and vehicles could pour in to pump water, and when we found the village chief to explain his intentions, he told us that it was Angolan property and needed official documents. Since people want official documents, then we set up a water station here through the military with twenty or thirty black soldiers, and three 20-square-meter water wheels came to pump water every day.
Figure 3: Lingken motorcycle
The first time I went to accompany the construction crew, when I arrived there and saw a Linken motorcycle, the car looked very miserable, no odometer showed more ugly, see the picture above, but the protective sleeve covered by the fuel tank on the "safe all the way", let me look so kind, this guy, the exit brought out this protective fuel tank?
Figure 4: Linken motorcycle
Am I a stranger? Did you meet a loved one? Looking at this familiar motorcycle, I was not polite, took out my mobile phone and took a few pictures, photography, is used to record what happened around me, I took a few pictures not too much.
Figure 4: Linken motorcycle
This Lingken motorcycle has no odometer, and I can't see how many kilometers it has run, but I look at the plastic on the fuel tank cap has not been torn off, I feel that this car will be too long, but the two reversing mirrors are also lost, and there is no odometer, which is very bleak.
Figure 5: Me and the black soldiers who protect me
Later, I went a few more, and once I met a motorcycle, or Lingken brand, the reversing mirror and odometer of this car are there, and the odometer is also more than 2,000 kilometers, it seems to be a new car, yes, it is fate, so I pulled the black soldier who protected me to take a picture together.
The photo was taken, but when I looked at it again, I found that the black man could not distinguish his facial features, and the face was dark and could not be seen clearly.
Figure 6: Black children
Every time I go, there are some black children around watching me, I guess there are not many foreigners in this remote village, right? They ran around me, probably they hadn't seen anyone of my skin, right?
I just don't know if my appearance planted the seeds in their hearts to go out and see.
Picture 8: I met a Lingken motorcycle in Enzeto
Later, when I went to the city of Nzheto in Angola to do business, I also encountered a Lingken motorcycle, see the picture above, I asked the black man if he could take a picture, and after getting an affirmative reply, I sat on it and took a picture, and when I sent it to the family, the child said: Very good as I used to ride a motorcycle.
It seems that not only I went abroad, but also our motorcycles.
PS：
Who is not in the life of chickens flying in the same place, yearning for a better tomorrow? Who doesn't love life while not wanting to live, but even if it makes you miserable now, you have to believe that what remains after the bad days are good luck. We must know that joy and sorrow and love do not conflict, we are occasionally negative and expect good. So, for a better tomorrow, try to earn money, come on, brother. Fox fairy2023.5.25