Autumn Melancholy Sharen

Off duty, looked at dark and tearful days, to not going home? I some indecisive. Colleagues trickling away, someone from time to time reminders: Don’t leave!. I perfunctory and echoed, and continued to play computer absent-minded. My colleagues almost walked away, and old Su in the office said with a gloomy face: Lock the door! Poker-and-and this obscure days. I felt a little annoyed and couldn’t sit still any more. Before old Su stepped out of the door, I rushed into the rain with an arrow step. I just heard him shouting at the back: no umbrella! A breeze blowing, rain kissed my face, leaching heart cold. Rushing to the bridge, running to the street like a gust of wind, stretching out his hand to touch the rain, the lenses were covered with rain and fog, and there was a blur in front of him. He almost hit a speeding motorcycle and splashed a whole body of muddy water. I was so angry that I wanted to scold my mother. Before I scolded her, the motorcycle had already disappeared, and I was suffocated. Hey! Bad luck, it will rain, what else is the wind blowing? Hiding at the gate of the post office, it calmed down a little. The cellphone rang and I heard it. It was the driver of the passenger bus who invited me home. I shouted: I am waiting at the gate of the post office.. Finally got on the car, van is full acquaintances, different units with Catch a Car, car nodded is called greeting. Sitting down and closing my eyes, I slept in the downtown. I felt someone got off the bus. The fat sister sitting next to me said, “Of course I have to find it. It’s hypocritical to say some lies! I wake up, original is just get off of gave drivers for 10 yuan, turned away, driver shouted him money, he looked back with Money said: to find!. People who got off the bus disappeared in the rain, and someone asked: are you afraid of others’ anger? The fat sister said carelessly: Don’t tell lies if you are angry. It’s ugly. Everyone talked and laughed. I lost my sleepiness. When the car passed through the street in the rain, fat sister got off and gave the driver 10 yuan, saying loudly: find me 2 yuan. The driver teased her and said: No more looking. Hurry up, I haven’t got used to tipping yet. Fat sister opened the umbrella in front of the door and shouted. After the driver found the money, she waved her hand and said goodbye to everyone, and disappeared in the rain and fog in the evening. She always kept her mouth open and offended many people for no reason. The middle-aged woman who spoke, a colleague of fat sister’s unit. I said disdainfully: if everyone were so frank, Amitabha would be the only one who dared to tell the truth these days was rare animals. Car silent speechless. The rain was still raining, and someone got off the bus. I took the opportunity to give the driver 10 yuan and remind him. Someone on the bus smiled and said, “I still need to find it! A burst of laughter broke the dullness just now. After getting off the bus, I plunged into the rain and fog happily and disappeared in the amiable wind and rain. People Ah! I still like sincerity, but why does someone like to listen to lies? Is it the sin of those who tell lies or those who listen to lies? I wonder again, autumn wind and rain are sorrowful.

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