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The text I left last winter

author:Salted fish reading
The text I left last winter

The sky, still overcast, I couldn't see clearly.

The visible range of the building outside the window is a few hundred meters, and then look at the gray and white patch from a distance.

Crumpled napkins took up a third of the place on the small bedside table. I don't know if it was the hot night of sleeping and kicking the quilt cold or rhinitis.

Every day at about five o'clock, I will wake up in the pungent disinfectant water, silently recite five numbers, and the cleaning aunt's mop will "bang" on the leg of the bed, except for the first day of being frightened, the next can already wake up for a while and immediately fall asleep.

Every night at about 4:30 p.m., the shops that look out of the windows begin to light up their signboards, and all the lights up at night are lit up. Looking at the time, the error time did not exceed ten seconds per day.

The text I left last winter

I began to miss the salted fish, and those flowers and grasses, I don't know what they have become this winter, in this season, no one does not long for warmth, need the strength to resist the cold air to overcome the nothingness at the end of the year, flowers and plants are no exception, I don't know if the pine on the desk has the appearance of Christmas.

Taking advantage of the gap between going downstairs to get takeaways, I walked along the intersection. The streets have been illuminated with Christmas, the festive atmosphere, and the circle of friends is also a crowd of red, green, and green. When the weather is good, I can look out of my position and I can see that the road surface is glowing, and a license plate will dangle its eyes at a certain angle.

Hanghang in the same room is a pistachio; Xiaoli is a dignified girl. They were all discharged from the hospital yesterday, as the first to stay in the same ward, but they were going to be discharged at the latest, and it was inevitable that they would be lost and a little lonely. Accustomed to the bedridden conversation of the three girls coming down for a week, the sudden silence made people a little confused, and even couldn't sleep at night from the door glass to see the face of the round nurse scared out of a cold sweat. The encounter between people is so wonderful, Xiaoli, who went back to bed, told me to go to bed early before going to bed, and Hanghang bought me breakfast yesterday. I miss them, not in my manly style. But it's best not to see each other again in this place.

Hearing the sound of firecrackers, there was a little excitement in the faint, and the year that did not go well was finally about to pass, from the high fever at the beginning of the year, the new crown, spending two months at home to the end of the year, this year was heart-wrenching and twisted. Business ups and downs, work ups and downs, physical discomfort, people can't wait to end the new year and look forward to a new beginning. Gentle and sad nights, trivial and long days, tell yourself that you are truly alive, feeling love and pain, uneasiness and beauty, those shallow joys are like dogs, deep love is like a long wind.

The text I left last winter

I had solemnly wrapped my scarf and put on thick fleece pants, and I couldn't remember which winter I was wearing. When hanging on to the water, I did not dare to fall asleep again, so I half squinted my eyes and flipped through my mobile phone to try to look back at the happy or depressed moments of the year from photo albums, texts, chat records or voice memos.

The list of books listed is all over-completed, but also watched a lot of movies that I wanted to see for a long time, learned the plan set at the end of last year, Mr. Surgery was successful, treated me gently, the child learned well, glued to me, the store from years ago to now, did not owe any fees, at this moment in retrospect, I am happy. Everything is all around me.

When the morning water was finished, I changed into light but soft and warm clothes, and when there was a sun at noon, I went out the door, lowered the wind overhead, walked silently for a while, and even moved to go to the opposite theater to secretly watch a movie. A boy on the other side, taking a few steps, running a few steps, and even jumping a few times, is he warming himself up? In this city, spring, summer and autumn are always very distinct, but in winter, the sky is lead gray, the quality of this air makes people a little discouraged, and the light heart makes people keep silent. I bought myself a lot of flowers, and when I got home, they were all in bloom.

The text I left last winter

My aunt called me, my cousin and girlfriend broke up, and winter is quite suitable for losing love. My cousin was a seafarer and had been floating on the sea. When you can have a net, he uses vibrato to record the course of running the boat, he said that life is three hardships, the running boat hits iron and grinds tofu, in his video, I saw that the waters of the Atlantic Ocean are very blue, the wind is light and cloudy; when the country is eight o'clock, Italy is still bright; Knowing that at two o'clock in the morning he was still in the port, busy, all the cables, undoing, lifting, opening the warehouse and putting the ladder, all in one go.

In the third person of every diary he wrote, I knew it was him, and he said that he had disembarked from the ship and now returned without seeing anyone waiting for him. In the days of being a seafarer on earth, my cousin in my impression became a boy with his own thinking from a small dark and thin fart, he has grown up, I don't know why the girl finally gave up on him? Is it distance? Is it time? Is it affection? But it doesn't matter, don't suppress your emotions, love is good love, if you don't love, you will scatter with the wind. All kinds of faces, all kinds of wounds.

Grandpa's birthday today, the number stored in the phone book is not right, asked the aunt, called the grandfather, sure enough, grandpa forgot his birthday, people will be forgetful when they are old, grandpa promised me to eat bowls of shou noodles. Forgot to tell him to lay an egg. Look, I'm also forgetful. Aunt said that Grandpa had a cerebral infarction, he couldn't hear these things when he was old, his eye sockets were shallow, and he clearly remembered the number of times he went back to his hometown, except for losing some money, bringing Grandpa all the finishing touches after playing, and nothing else. Taking a deep breath, I wanted to eat sweet at noon.

Happy or unhappy, the rest of 2020 is still to be serious, live a down-to-earth life, let all kinds of emotions flow, health and peace.

The text I left last winter

In the dust of the world, I left some words.

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