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no. 1 passionate and blurred, stride forward to send a message

It has been more than two years since I came to this city. Today, I finally crossed the edge of this land with peaceful thoughts. In the crevice between the traffic flow and the crowd, I felt the rush of shuttling silently. Groups of passers-by of all kinds drew their footprints under the hot sun according to their familiar steps. The stooped figure who bargained with the stall owner beside the stall, the naughty boy who passed by lightly on the skateboard, the men and women who walked slowly, the child in the back seat of the car, hugged the mother who was riding tightly, an old couple with a face of innocent pleasure attracted my eyes. They plainly dressed. The old woman who sat in the chair with a warm face and satisfied smile sometimes raised her head and said something to the old man who pushed the chair behind her. At this time, the old man also whispered to the old woman with a face of harmony and ease. Until they passed by, gradually moving away, but their slight tone lingered around their ears for a long time. It seemed that this section of street was filled with their faint smile, permanent and long. Warm hands together, a total of white head. Is so! 2009.11.02

No. 2 it contains love and beauty, and you can stroll peacefully

The warm sun overflows, the breeze touches the face, the warmth penetrates into a little cool and thin, and the chill is mixed with warmth. You refused the invitation and prepared to wander alone again. In this way, most of the clothes in the wardrobe are black. Put on a black coat, put on black jeans, put on black boots, and carry a black bag. Shut down, blocking troubles. Squeeze into the bus, habitually watching the scenery outside through the window. White snow remained faintly among the sparse grass, gradually melting, silent and lonely. I started to walk alone in the downtown, and used to thinking in the vast crowd and traffic. You walk through monopoly shops one after another, from the door. Listen to the familiar melody flowing out from the inside, unconsciously follow the lyrics that are familiar and rotten to the heart. At a glance, graceful customers are enjoying the weekend, carefully selecting to find their satisfaction. You walk past with a smile. Today you are only a spectator, a passer. Looking at all kinds of people, what kind of people will you be soon. Will? I don’t know how long I have been away, my feet ache, and the rush of traffic can’t calm down your chaotic mood. Go to the library, where you may find a peace, you think. Crowded people, a wide variety of books, you search for that vague familiar image eagerly and palpitations. Remember, the past is that it unlocks your imprisonment, makes you smile comfortably and suddenly enlightened. You went to the former position, no. Search one by one, looking forward to it, excited, disappointed. Finally, I didn’t find it, so I felt disappointed. Looking up and glancing at the clock on the wall, it turned out that I had stayed for more than two hours unconsciously. With several prose collections in my hand, I looked at the coming time. 2009.11.22

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