The thing on the head (light prose 3)

My colleague, Mr. L, is a very smart person. Don’t you understand? Then explain it again with his colleagues’ comments: He is a person who has no long hair on his head. It should be clear now. When Old L was transferred for the first time, the hair was not so serious. It was just an ordinary Balding. But as time goes by, as time goes by, the overhead becomes more and more eye-catching. Especially the piece of forehead, shiny and bright, can learn from the sun and moon. It is estimated that his mouth can be used as a mirror, as a window to clear the cloud temples. Lao L is an open-minded person, and he is also familiar with the wonderful use of self-mockery and self-satire to cover up his physical defects. He often starts with this thing on his head, on the contrary, no one amused his colleagues with his bare forehead. What makes Lao L smart is that he understands a common weakness of human beings: the more you take it seriously, the more people will talk about it; The less you take it seriously, the more boring people will be. However, everyone loves beauty. Old L is not only a mortal, but also difficult to get rid of vulgar people. When the development of The Times makes people pay more and more attention to appearance, and there is theoretical basis that it is a kind of respect for others, even related to the city appearance of a place, how can it be ignored any more. So I saw TV advertisements selling all kinds of hair covers, and specially asked someone to buy a full hair cover from a big city all the way. I don’t know whether he was excited or awkward when he wore it for the first time. Anyway, it was the first time I saw him wearing a wig to go to work. I felt very uncomfortable. Why didn’t I think it was him. Everyone felt the same in general, so there was another topic of mental adjustment. Hee hee ha ha ha for a long time. But before long, everyone got used to it. Old L is still old L, but there is no light of wisdom shining frequently on his head, just like the fruitful greening of Tongshan bald ridge, there is a dense forest covered with green shade. But suddenly one day old L stopped wearing a wig. The Old L who restored its original appearance made people uncomfortable for a while. Asked him why it was, Old L answered, after thinking it through, why cover the cover and cover the cover for a man? The living must be the true one, and this is the true self. My colleagues and I nodded deeply and convinced Lao L’s words as if we were fully enlightened. However, I still noticed that Lao L deliberately kept the hair on the right sideburns very delicately, with long hair, pulled it horizontally and put it on the forehead, combing it in an orderly way. In doing so, although he could not completely shield the forehead with high smoothness, he always had hair on the top and dealt with how chic and Grace he had. I understand his mood and dare not make fun of his hair any more. We play table tennis in our spare time. The Old L is good at playing, the racket is held horizontally with broadsword, and the cutting, pulling, blocking and killing are all superior. But the hair was so tired that when the exercise was fierce, it slided down frequently, hanging on the right cheek, exposing the wisdom forehead completely, which made the old man have to use his hands again and again. So I completely understood that the bald is expensive. Because it is rare, I cherish it more and more. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

And shake, Miss thousands of wan zhong

Today is the third day I arrived in Yunnan. To be precise, it should be already the early morning of the fourth day. It was totally beyond my expectation to cross three provinces and cities in a week, from Chongqing to Hubei and then to Yunnan. When the plane arrived at Kunming airport at 09:15 in the evening, I seemed to be still in my dream. Crossing Qian Shan, flying over thousands of waters, I knew from people’s voice that I had come from the familiar Yichang to the completely unfamiliar Kunming. Strange Streets, strange neon lights, strange accents, everything is strange, only the same advertisements on TV let me find a little familiar feeling. That only exists in TV, and real life is no longer the place I am familiar. A little panic, a kind of loneliness, especially in the dark night. When she left home, her daughter embraced the stairs and looked at me with reluctant eyes. Thinking of leaving her daughter alone, her heart was torn apart. Holding hands to see each other with tears, I was speechless and swallowed. I couldn’t bear to look at my daughter’s pitiful eyes. I couldn’t control myself anymore. Tears flowed with heartache. Even though he didn’t give up, he turned around cruelly. My daughter ran up the stairs and never came down. Go out, close the door, leave loneliness to my daughter, leave missing and heartache to myself. Far away from home, my daughter couldn’t help running out of the door and looking at me with a souvenir. I turned back step by step until my daughter’s figure disappeared at the corner of the street. It is more difficult to get together and leave. Just two days to leave my daughter, Mr. parting, the pain of parting, the tears of parting, pain and pain, tears dry and flow. I pretended to be strong, but I couldn’t help shedding lonely tears. Facing another mountain which was not familiar with my life, when everyone talked and laughed, I was alone. Facing the silent green mountains, the gurgling sound of the river seemed to laugh at me and chose such a piece of land. Is it right or wrong? Do you want to go or stay? I warned myself that I must be strong, hold back, walk alone, and face everything by myself. The previous dependence will be lost today. The sky was gradually covered by Twilight, and a round of curved clear glow hung on the horizon, shining coldly and lonely on the Lancang River. Half a moon, involving my missing for my daughter and husband. The car was still running on the road, and my thoughts had flew to my daughter and master. At this moment, I am missed them so much. It was so dark that I couldn’t see anything outside, but I was numb to face the distance, and let the car drive me away. My heart is still scared, and the fear of the future occupies my heart. My life is sparse, and loneliness even pursues me. The moment I put down my luggage, a burst of grievance flew into tears in my eyes. Is this the life I want to pursue? More think more sad. Wipe away tears and face with smile. Even if I am confused about the road ahead, I still have to try to clear away the clouds. The purpose of my coming is also to experience the folk custom characteristics of different places. Yunnan is a place with multi-ethnic characteristics. Any kind of experience is worthwhile, which is a rich experience in life. Whether it is laughter or tears, sweet or bitter, it is all the experience of walking. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…