Xinhua Road

Beginning in November 2017, a nationwide pandemic of influenza broke out. This time, the flu covered a wide area and spread so fast that people all over the country panicked.All the schools are in full swing, and they have a week's holiday to guard against death.Even the school's parent-teacher conferences have adopted video communication.The typical way of onset is fever, cough and runny nose. What is different from the previous illness is that this process continues and repeats, and it is highly contagious.The major hospitals are overcrowded, and the news of doctors being exhausted frequently appears in the newspapers.

I am frail and sickly, and I strengthened my exercise this year. Of course, the purpose of exercising at the beginning was to lose weight. Thinking of those early mornings when I gritted my teeth and dragged my lazy body to the square with strong thoughts, I threw myself into the ground with my admiration.

After I returned from praying in Yanzhou Xinglong Cultural Park, I started the first day of work in 2018.I turned on the computer and looked at the overwhelming news about the flu. With a cup of hot water in my hand, I chatted leisurely with my colleagues.

She said: You are so strange this year that you didn't catch a cold.I continued to browse the news and said casually, do you think those steps were in vain?Every step I run activates [-] immune molecules in my body.

Quietly said: "Don't be complacent."

When I went to work the next day, I brought a large pack of cold medicine, and when Jing Jing came, I gave her a heart-piercing look with the sweet cold medicine in my hand.

Then I sent a circle of friends in the form of poetry:

dodged 2017

But I never expected to be with you in 2018

meet by chance

Nowadays

I became a red apple in winter for you

magnificent

heartbreakingly beautiful

and you and me

In the end it will be a farewell

Why bother to obsess me so much

softly say goodbye to you

Mountain height

please bring poetry

all the way

My best friend Ling left a message in the comment area: Great poet, I just came back from one place and then went to another place. I was hungry and dozed off while coughing. The flu was too painful.

Then I saw Meng's message: Great poet, I just came back from one place and went to another place. I am full. You are so poetic even when you have a cold, so I will obey you.

I left them a message: I also just came back from one place and went to another.

Dream reply: You see, the three of us all came back from one place and then went to another place.

I lay on the sofa in my unit, with a smile on my mouth, and continued to reply to my dream: this is life.

Dream: Everything is predestined, and life is empty and busy.well.......

Me: Although everything is predestined by heaven, Mo Xiaofu is busy with himself.

After sending the message, I stared blankly out the window, the glass was hazy because it had never been cleaned.Outside the window is a residential building, painted with khaki paint, and there is nothing unusual about it.There is a pot of green plants on the window sill, exuding lush vitality.

Maybe it was because I just took the cold medicine, I felt a little dazed, and fell asleep drowsily. I saw a dream in my dream...but he was just a dream, even his smile was so ethereal, Wanting to grab, always holding my fingers in my hand.I don't know why I grabbed him, just because of the familiarity at first sight?Or is there really something owed in the previous life, and the reincarnation is transferred to this life.I don't know if the encounter in this life will be in debt again. If that is the case, wouldn't it be unclear for eternity?I woke up from the dream at the thought of paying off the debt.

I got up and boiled some water, drank two cups, shook my head to let myself forget the thoughts I shouldn't have, and started my work.

When I was about to get off work in the afternoon, I felt hot all over and my bones were sore. I took out the thermometer and tested it. I drank another pack of cold medicine and fell asleep when I got home.Woke up at [-] o'clock in the evening, turned on the phone and watched the news for a while, and found that there were still pictures of oil painting with friends in the phone, so I posted two pictures in Moments and wrote: Thinking of those days of painting, Guess which one I drew?

Two pictures, the first one was painted by me, but all the comments in the comment area are the second one, I know many people know that I am not a painter, it is not easy to be able to paint the second picture, only a dream After commenting on the first picture, I was very surprised. Where did he have the confidence to think that I can have that level?

Then he asked me in WeChat, how many people guessed it right?I said you are alone.He said it was impossible?I showed him a screenshot and told him that these people underestimated my level too much.He asked again when he would draw one for me?I think as far as my level of a three-legged cat is concerned, it’s okay to show off in the circle of friends. If I really paint it as a gift, I still feel a little embarrassed.But I still said yes.

Codeword chat always has a unique mood. You will consider every word you type before sending it, and you will chew the text sent by the other party to give it an extraordinary taste.There are obviously only a few words, but it seems to have traveled through thousands of rivers and mountains, and appears on the screen in your hands with thousands of styles.The whole world is blooming because of those seemingly boring words.

After finishing the words in 2 minutes, I typed until 12:30 in the evening, and my extremely regular life was disrupted by a person who appeared suddenly.When I woke up the next day, my cold symptoms were a little worse.When passing by a pharmacy, I wanted to buy a box of Sanjiu Cold Granules. As long as I have a cold, I always look for this kind of cold medicine, but I went to two pharmacies in a row and said no, so I had no choice but to buy the medicine they recommended.I knew in my heart that that kind of medicine exists, but the profit is quite low, so pharmacies rarely buy it.

After finishing the medicine at work, I checked Moments and found that a movie called "Predecessor 3" has been screened recently. The part of Meng Yun and Lin Jia's breakup probably broke the hearts of too many people.I also watched that short video, and anyone with a story would shed blood and tears when they saw it.So I posted on Moments: Who wants to watch "Predecessor 3" together tonight?

I soon saw Meng's comment: Is there really someone willing to spend money to watch such a movie?

Me: Of course it's not suitable for an old man like you.

Dream: As an old man, I also watch middle-aged and elderly movies such as "The Blue Bridge" and "The Bridge of Madison County".

I went on to reply: Half of your life is over, old man, and only memories are left.

Regarding the two movies mentioned by Meng, I am ashamed to say that I have indeed heard of them, but I have not seen them either.I looked at today's schedule and found that it wasn't very busy, so I turned on my phone and searched for "Broken Blue Bridge" to watch.

Looking at this, my tears never stopped throughout the morning. I admit that I am an extremely sensitive and easily sentimental person. Maybe I read too much "Dream of Red Mansions", or some poor experiences in my childhood made my whole life are full of extreme pessimism.

I sighed about the ending of Roy and Mara, and hated why Mara couldn't hold on, and how poor Roy would spend his long and painful life in the future.The furthest distance in the world is probably two people who love each other, separated by yin and yang, right?

Just after watching the movie, Meng sent a message asking me what I was doing?I said I was watching the "Broken Blue Bridge" you mentioned.He asked me how?Is it much better than those domestic movies?I asked him back, why do you like to watch such literary and tragic movies?He said that the CD at home is more than one meter long.I said this movie was so sad that I couldn't stop crying after watching it.He said, if you cry listening to a song or watching a movie, how many tears do you have?I rubbed my eyes and replied with a smile, my head was full of water.

When sadness meets water, it will snow in the sky. I saw the snowflakes outside the window fluttering, as if powerless.It reminds me of the heavy snow that year, which blocked all my happy roads.

That night I looked at the warmth that once belonged to me alone, standing alone under the dim streetlight in the snow at night, the location on the stop sign was no longer the end of my home, it could only become my life Unforgettable passing by.

The dream said to me that day: No matter how heavy the snow is, it will eventually melt, won’t it?I said that if the spring is still not blooming, it will become a glacier for the rest of its life.The dream said that winter is coming, can spring be far behind?I think of the past few springs, even though the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, I am devastated.