Night

I remember that at that time, during the junior high school, I organized teachers to explain problems to my classmates during the night self-study, so the head teacher said: in order to better study synchronously, it is better for everyone to board. Few people in the class insisted on day study, and I was one of them. In the first week, I set out from home with several papers and flashlight at about every night. I rode a bicycle for twenty minutes to school and took part in the first night self-study. I didn’t get home until about. On both sides of the road to school are broad rice fields and vegetable gardens. After a while, it is a continuous Mountain, which is full of fruit trees. In another section, there are Dense bamboos on both sides, and there is a graveyard on the road ahead. I should feel brave when driving back and forth every day. Of course, what I dislike most is that when you encounter a car coming from the front, the brightness of your flashlight cannot match the lamp at all. And what delighted me most secretly was that on the dark and long road, there was a car coming behind, illuminating the road ahead. At that time, the two feet alternated faster, hoping that the car behind would be slower, slow down to increase the sense of security in your heart. I remember that once the chain of the car fell off, holding the flashlight tightly to fix it, but when I thought of the wild boar that people often talked about, and there were fruit trees on both sides, he hurriedly pulled the car and ran home. The night trip in junior high school stopped in just one week. After all, tossing back and forth is a waste of time. However, in high school and county town, I occasionally went to my uncle’s place to borrow a bike to go home when taking monthly leave. I remember once, it was already dusk. It rained suddenly on the way, put on a raincoat, rolled up the trouser legs and drove casually. Seeing an old man, he drove with him. He looked at me from time to time. At that time, I was thinking that he might be wondering: This girl still rode a bicycle so late in rainy days. The more you think about it, the more sense of achievement you will have. The intersection will be driven in different directions. In college, on the evening of 29th, I also experienced a bicycle night trip. I didn’t get home until 7: 30 that night. It was also a bicycle, but there was no flashlight or escort. I spent more than an hour in the barber’s room, waiting to stand up and sit down one by one, and finally cut my hair short. When I opened the door and came out, the night was darker than I imagined. There were no stars, so I couldn’t see my fingers. I felt worried and moved. The cement road is white in the dark night, with few pedestrians. On that long and quiet road, I opened my eyes vigorously and blinked for a long time. There are no passing vehicles, while driving fast, you stare at the cement road attentively, you will feel that the road is moving, and you will have illusion, and the front will become blurred. I suddenly felt that the car body was lit up and thought it was an illusion. But after a while, I found out that there was a car behind. In the dark, the speed at that time was several times higher than usual! At that time in junior high school, I proposed to go to night lessons by bike. Both my parents expressed their confidence and didn’t ask much. Every day when I came home, I saw them talking and laughing and watching TV as usual. When I was in high school, my uncle said, “good, good. When I grow up, I will take things into my own consideration. Now. As soon as I got home, my mother said, “Ah, it’s so late, you are not afraid! I am embarrassed to say: it’s okay. Seeing dad, he said with a dark face: hurry to eat, it’s getting cold. When I entered the kitchen, I had a big meal. I didn’t feel anything, but my eyes were sore for a long time. It seems that the more I grow up, the more I miss it. I think life should be a growth process that should not worry people. Night. If you can drive slowly on that road without lights, you are really bold. It suddenly occurred to me that I went to the village next door to watch puppet show with my younger brother last summer vacation. They were traveling in the mountains with flashlight one after another. At that time, it felt good in summer. There are flowing water, others and insects. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. 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