Take a walk and remember two
(i)
In the evening, I checked the navigation, and the destination was less than two kilometers. And Teacher Hao walked away.
There were willow trees next to the sidewalk, and the branches hung low, often blowing to the face, and from time to time we walked around with our heads down, walking very slowly.
On the way, passing a small park downstairs in a small district, three or five children shouted and ran around, and adults sat on stools, shook fans, and did a short relaxation after a busy day. There are grasses and flowers planted next to it, a small white and purple flower, which is new and elegant from a distance, and small and delicate at close range. The floor is carved with words, there are calligraphy, calligraphy, thin gold body.
When we got there, the streets were not wide, and pedestrians came and went, three by three, in pairs, all wearing masks. Walk along the road for two minutes, slightly bend, the terrain becomes open, there are all kinds of small shops on the side of the road: Yuzhou Chowder, Old Zhengzhou Braised Noodles, Shrimp Hot Pot, Spicy Skewers. etcetera.
A large adult with a child passed by and said, "I bought a burnt cake today." Teacher Hao overheard it and wanted to eat burnt cakes. After a moment's hesitation, he asked the child where to buy it, but the child had gone far.
So I walked and searched. But I saw that there was a façade of The Peppery Soup in Runaway Town in front of me, and when I walked over to see, the people inside asked: Do you want to take the courier? It turned out that it had been changed to a courier sales department. We asked the courier: Where are the bakers? The courier smiled and pointed diagonally across the line.
Both burnt cakes, Teacher Hao had a sudden whim, saying that he wanted to eat burnt cakes with ice cream. Although I once heard that "burnt bread is sandwiched by everything", I was still surprised. However, after tasting it, the taste is a bit wonderful and can be recommended.
When it was time to return, I passed the park again, and there was a road next to it that was not spacious, and the roadside was crookedly full of cars and electric cars, a little crowded, and there was no beauty. Who expected to look at the street signs, but there are wonderful three words, "Xiaoyue Street". Looking up again, there was a crescent moon hanging in the air, so the mood suddenly existed.
It's just that it's the evening moon, not the early morning moon. The sky is not yet completely dark, the moonlight has not yet been bright, thin, very light look.
This is a small matter half a month ago, today I accidentally opened the students' language materials and saw Su Shi's "Night Tour of Ji Chengtian Temple":
What night without the moon? Where is there no bamboo cedar? But few idle people are like my two ears.
Suddenly I remembered this Xiaoyue Street and that curved moon, and I remembered it.
(ii)
At night, the moon in the mountains was clear and we decided to go for a walk.
When I went out onto the road, I felt that the air was cool and silky, not as warm and dull as in the house. Let people forget the exhaustion of a busy day, unconsciously awake a lot.
The moonlight spread evenly on the mountain road, like a thin veil. It is said that it is a mountain road, but it is also a well-built asphalt road, which is smoother and cleaner than the road in the city, and it is comfortable to walk. But it omitted the hustle and bustle of the city.
Keep going forward, on the left is the railing, outside the railing is the cliff, and under the cliff is the water flow. Because it is night, nature is not clear, a piece of black, a tree shape looming on the waterfront. But I could imagine the water hitting the stone, as if I saw the splash of water, scattered into pearls, and fell into the water and melted into one.
On the right side of the road is a towering mountain, quiet and rugged. There are occasional gaps in the stone walls, and there are fine springs flowing out, gushing, like a child singing a lively song, which contrasts with the majesty of the mountain and adds a touch of tenderness to the night.
Continued to walk for twenty minutes, turning the corner and opening up the horizon. I saw a mountain village in the distance, brightly lit, and there were bursts of flying songs. Although there is a feeling of a ghost crying wolf, it seems to be elegant and comfortable. The lights reflect the cooking smoke of the barbecue, and the laughter is endless, it is really a fairyland on earth!
Later, we stopped and rested leaning against the railing. Not far behind the feet of one of the companions, an unknown crustacean flying insect fell. I yelled out "Oh, there's a worm in the back!" "I want him to hide." Who expected him to be startled, move his foot, but instead trample the beetle to death.
I can't help but sigh: it is really "if the son avoids it, he will promote it"!
About author:Li Pengfei, pen name Qiuhai, a native of Yuzhou, Henan. Graduated from Sichuan University majoring in oil painting, he likes art and literature. After work, I still can't give up the hobby of recording words, and I am willing to use simple words to record what I see and hear in life.
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