The warmth and kindness that I feel in the fireworks
Author/Sun Shuheng
One
On a sunny noon,
I took Metro Line 1 to Line 2 from the east of the city to the west of the city.
To feel the fireworks in the world, burning in silence, continuing in the excitement.
How many times have I seen such fireworks in this city?
It is a familiar place, a masterpiece of Huazi and his wife, a wisp of cooking smoke lit in my heart.
However, the moment this wisp of fireworks came into view, Hua Zi's apron, Hua Zi's wife's kitchen hat and mask.
It made me feel so familiar and intimate, and it seemed to light up in front of me.
I think that seeing such fireworks and fireworks in such a cool city makes me feel warm and not lonely.
What a kind couple, with nothing to pray for, nothing to ask for, nothing to wish, and wisps of fireworks have a warm meaning.
I gazed at the hometown dishes, and behind each dish, there were fireworks that people could get close to.
The most soothing fireworks smell permeated it, and my heart felt like home.
And perhaps, only the long-lost breath can be forever loved. In fact, each of us lives in distance and distance.
Two
One by one, one by one, friends came, whether it was from the hometown or this city, the bursts of local sounds were not guests.
Bursts of friendly expressions, telling their own stories
I like this kind of expression, I like this kind of story, which contains the difficulty of life, but also reveals a trace of tranquility. None of the people who came were guests.
Huazi and his wife came to this city because of the office of Welling Wine in this city, and stayed in this city because of their kindness and loyalty, and now their son will take root in this city after graduating from graduate school. In this city, he guards the Willing Wine Company, buys a house for his son, everything is close at hand, and everything seems to be in his hometown. Sometimes I think, perhaps, that the meaning of life is not only to persevere, but also to have a piece of the sky in this city. Always unwilling, even if it is not as beautiful as imagined, you can have infinite imagination in other places. Han Mountain and Qinglong Mountain are both mountains that he worships. It's all the same nostalgia.
Brother Wan and sister-in-law from my hometown are all almost seventy years old, and every time I go back to my hometown with Huazi, I accompany him almost every day. The eldest brother was a little sick, and if he didn't drink, the sister-in-law picked up the wine glass. They have two daughters, and the old couple run from place to place, and they are reluctant to do so, they are both worried, but they just have a good attitude and the great love of their parents. The eldest brother said to Huazi at the same time, in this city where people come and go, there are brothers who have been friends for so many years, and we have not lived in vain.
Xiaokui is Huazi's wife's best friend in the city, she said, this couple is too kind, they came over to help me get this and that two times in three days, they are a good and caring couple.
Yes, besides, in this city, we have lit fireworks that shine brightly, fireworks that taste like home.
From hometown to city, from indifferent to prosperous, the heart has become increasingly rich and tranquil. But what the years have not erased is the love for fireworks in the world and the kindness that silently clings.
Three
For the meaning of doing business is actually the meaning of life, Zhang Jian and his wife are the most powerful proof. Zhang Jian has been making liquid milk for more than 20 years, I don't know what kind of perseverance he has, 20 years of doing one thing, the products are almost all over the city's supermarkets, in the long business, how to cross himself, how to choose the way of trade-offs; in good times, not frivolous, not complacent, in adversity, not panicked, not discouraged, sit and watch the wind and rain; in a comfortable environment, not arrogant and lascivious, there are thousands of things in his chest, and still can remain silent Sometimes he sighs, "Why is the sky blue and white, because God is an Argentine fan" There is such a blue-white in the depths of everyone's soul, sometimes it may not be as close as imagined, it may always like to be beautiful in the distant sky. Quietly staring, busy for most of his life, looking forward to a peace of mind and well-being.
Xiaofeng is a new friend, is Huazi's successor when he was doing sales, settled in this city, Xiaofeng and his wife are both college students, once worked in a dairy for six years, now one is a wine for Weilin Wine, the other is a wine for Hetao, and has two children. Xiaofeng runs the market in the whole district, and his wife does business at home and takes care of the children and the elderly. I saw Xiaofeng optimistic and open-minded, with a red face, confident eyes, perseverance and courage to pay are all in the words. But my wife is diligent, tenacious and loving, and I can't imagine how a woman can find a balance in this complexity, when there is victory, not rejoice, when there is defeat, not fear. It is a person who has a thunderous heart and a face like a peaceful lake. It's just that for all the expectations and longings, even if they are thousands of miles away, as long as there is hope, we must pursue and struggle as always with the attitude of not changing our original intentions. Isn't this what life is really like?
The fireworks are burned out, who can understand everyone's joys and sorrows. Passing through the city with each other, walking such a long way, we met by fate, in this thick fireworks, we ate hometown dishes, picked up wine glasses, and the taste of wine was greeted by a kind of intense feelings.
The deceased is like Sifu, don't ignore the fireworks in the world, don't ignore the grandeur in front of you. Many years later, we are all old, and we still dream of the distant and beautiful fireworks in the world.
(Author's file: Sun Shuheng, pen name Hengxin Yongzai, a native of Naiman Banner, Inner Mongolia.) Member of China Financial Writers Association, Member of China Essayists Association, Member of Inner Mongolia Writers Association, Member of Inner Mongolia Poetry Society, Member of Western Essayists Association, Deputy Secretary-General of Inner Mongolia Popular Literature and Art Research Association, Senior Researcher and Deputy Secretary-General of Inner Mongolia Poetry, Calligraphy and Painting Research Association)