In the hustle and bustle of the city, the subway has become the choice of many people's daily travel. And in this crowded subway, I happened to meet a fresh and refined beauty, she is not an Internet celebrity face, but she is unforgettable.
That day, as usual, I squeezed into a "human sausage" in the morning rush hour on the subway. The carriage was filled with all kinds of smells: sweat, perfume, breakfast...... Intertwined to form a unique "urban atmosphere".
Just as I was about to be dizzy from the smell, a fresh landscape burst into my sight. She stood opposite, leaning against a pillar, a book in her hand, reading intently. The sun shone down on her through the car window, casting her in a golden halo.
She wears a simple black dress with a pair of high heels at her feet. There is no heavy makeup, no gorgeous dress, but it exudes a fresh and refined temperament. Her facial features are not stunning, but when combined, they give people a comfortable and natural feeling. Especially those eyes, which are clear and bright, as if they can perceive people's hearts.
I couldn't help but look a few more times and notice that she was looking up at me as well. Our eyes met in the air, and she smiled slightly, then lowered her head. At that moment, I felt as if I had been electrocuted, my heart was racing, and my cheeks were slightly hot.
For the rest of the journey, I sneaked a sneak glance at her from time to time. Sometimes she looked down at a book, sometimes she looked up at the window, and every movement revealed a kind of calmness and elegance. I can't help but imagine her life: is she a literary youth, does she like to read, travel and photography, what is her job like, what are her friends and family like?
Finally, the subway arrived. She put away her books, gently straightened her clothes, and stepped out of the carriage gracefully. I stood there and watched her back drift away, and I couldn't help but feel emotional.
In this era of looking at faces, Internet celebrity faces and plastic surgery faces emerge in an endless stream. But true beauty does not depend on the appearance of dressing and grooming, but from the inner self-confidence and temperament. This beauty on the subway, although she does not have a stunning appearance, has won my respect and appreciation with her freshness and elegance.
Now, whenever I think of that chance encounter on the subway, a warm current wells up in my heart. That "Goddess Next Door" not only made me redefine beauty, but also made me understand a truth: in this noisy world, maintaining a fresh and calm is a rare quality.