evening light

Chapter 6 Ruosheng
If life is like the wind, it will die with it.

If this life is as free as the wind, formed in an accident, and disappears on a peaceful day, the wind can blow for a long time, accompanied by snowflakes, rain, leaves, and sunshine.

The wind is free, he does not need to be bound by the name, the wind is free and easy, hiding in the air in peace, nowhere to be found.

If this life is as powerful as the wind, human beings will never be able to reach it. They are given names and identities from birth. Even a person who owns the property of a country cannot be as free as the wind. He is restricted by his body and limited by his lifespan. Restricted, and the wind, thousands of years of change, it is still young.

Some like the chicness of the wind, some people worship the wind coming and going freely, even if they are forced to show up, they can still yawn and leave.

Feng is the only one who has experienced the vicissitudes of life and seen all the vicissitudes of life in the world, and is still young. Under the tired crowd, Feng may be merciful. Condolences. trace.

Can't catch the tail of the wind.The wind may see the adventurous crowd climbing the mountain, and do mischief without hesitation, but no one can curse the wind.Even the most powerful god can't control him.

He is the most mysterious, but also the one who is forgotten and cared about by others. People give him a mission to convey his thoughts. Maybe he is in a good mood and willing to help, or he may just treat it as if he never came.

No one hates him, and no one cares about him. He exists in everything in the world, destroys wantonly, and shows tenderness.No one is qualified to keep him.

Guo Hongjing likes to lie on his firewood at night and look at the stars in the sky. The brightness of each star is different. The stars in the sky are a dream, and each star is a beautiful wish.

At this time, there must be waves of coolness brought by the breeze. The breeze is Guo Hongjing's wish, like the hand of a prince charming, like the beautiful life that is coming.

What the kerosene lamp entrusts is the longing for Dad. The family just eats a few very light dishes, which are easy to repeat. The flickering kerosene lamp seems to be about to burn out the wick soon.Guo Hongjing would go outside to look at the stars, and when he got tired of looking at the stars, he would wash his feet and go to bed.

It was only in the early hours of the morning that I could wait for Dad's beef rice noodles. The soup of the rice noodles seemed to be a little thick, with the taste of beef, although she didn't know what the taste of beef was like.

In the morning, when I was half asleep and half awake, I heard my parents discussing some things, speaking in a low voice, and I felt a sense of security. The voice sounded like a non-existent dialogue with the world and gods.

Guo Hongjing would also go to the slope of the mountain with his friends, find a wooden board, and then make a handle, and then pull the small tree on the ground covered with pine leaves, and climb up bit by bit. The pine leaves are very slippery. The little friends have been slipped and fell several times. At worst, they laughed at each other and could continue to get up and start climbing again.

In a very high place, sitting on a skateboard, you can catch the tail of the wind, and then follow the wind all the way with chic and coolness, the joy of time passing, all the way is like flying, flying down the mountain, there is a kind of detachment The feeling of the gravity of the earth, there is a feeling of flying against the wind.

Occasionally, I deviate from the direction and hit a tree. Often, the board hits the tree first, and then the person shakes the skateboard off. The ground is just dirt, and it doesn't hurt. It's just getting closer to the source.

There are wild persimmons growing on this slope, and before they turn red, the two gangs will plunder the fruits from the tree together, and put the green fruits in the pile of clothes at home and cover them for a few days to ripen them .

You can eat it after it is cooked, but it will still make your mouth astringent, but it is worth it for a little bit of sweetness, after all, it is hard to get it.

If you don't go there sooner, there will be no more. Guo Hongjing can't learn to climb such a straight tree, so he can only hug this tree.

After trying many times, he couldn't climb up. Even if he watched others climb, he couldn't climb up by himself. Guo Hongjing just gave up and started to beat or twist the fruit with a stick like a pagoda tree.

This kind of process is interesting, but when I was a child, it was always accompanied by some tragedies, so many troubles, and every day life is very difficult. Once the adults have something unhappy or depressed, as long as the children do something, they will not be appreciated by the adults. If you are satisfied, you will hit the child.

Even the red-hot pokers of the friends burned a few scars on his legs, and Guo Hongjing felt scared when he saw it.

She was also beaten by her parents, and she would come to comfort her afterwards. However, she forgave such things several times, and she gradually couldn't bear it later.

My mother always mentioned that she was asked to find a stick to beat herself when she was a child, and she mentioned it every time, and then laughed at her.I don't know why I let an outsider laugh at her. Every time I mentioned this, she would retort angrily.

Later she didn't bother to refute.She can't stop other people's spectator mentality.It's a bad taste.

And my father was always doing fortune-telling. One day I wanted to buy a notebook, but because I couldn’t ask for money in the morning, I was slapped innocently. Guo Hongjing was very angry about this incident. At that time, she hated the superstition in this world.

(End of this chapter)