Sad autumn

Of course there will be things you don’t know, it’s okay if you don’t know, who knows what you will encounter in this life, it’s fun not to know, isn’t it? He touched his head and asked Tuchun: "Shall I take you back?" "

Tuchun smiled and said, "No need, I drove here by myself."

He got out of the car and walked away a few steps, An Hao suddenly called him, Tu Chun stopped and turned around.An Hao raised the Sprite jar at him: "Thank you for the Sprite!"

Tu Chun smiled and raised the Coke bottle: "Thank you for the Coke!"

And so they parted.

the next day.Tuchun went out by bicycle, and he found a stationery store when he almost reached the stone road. He asked the clerk for a map of the world, and bought some small nails and a set of darts. Turning back, I bought an extra map of China.He returned home with these two maps, went into the bedroom, removed the glass cabinet full of his childhood toys, and pinned the map of China to the wall.The map was pinned a little crookedly, but Tuchun didn't care, grabbed a dart and stepped back ten steps from the map.

He casually threw a dart at the map.

Guizhou.

Some of the dishes I eat are too spicy, I may not be used to them, I will not be acclimatized...

Tuchun shot another shot.

Hohhot.

Is it a bit dangerous to go there alone?

Tuchun still had three darts left in his hand, so he continued to throw and watch.

Nanjing.

Been there.

Hainan.

Summer is here, and there must be a lot of people going there.

Dalian.

It might be a bit cold to go now.

All the darts were thrown, and Tuchun stepped forward to take them one by one, and he backed away again, only eight steps this time.He glanced at the map and threw the first dart.

Shangri-La.

Too many people go.

Baotou.

Tuchun immediately walked to the desk, turned on the computer, opened the search page, and typed.

How to go to Baotou from Suzhou.

Either by plane or train.

Taking the train is more leisurely, and you can visit other cities along the way.Wuxi, Changzhou, Nanjing, Bengbu, Xuzhou...

He has never been to many of these cities.

A dart fell from the map, the one that hit Shangri-La earlier.Tuchun looked at it, and then at the one firmly tied in the Baotou.He thought, he is going to buy a suitcase, no, no, a backpack is more convenient for train travel, and then buy a pair of light shoes, and bring a windproof and warm jacket. The temperature difference between day and night on the grassland is huge, do you need to bring a power bank?Where's the camera?Where did that e-book go last time?Want to start exercising now to limit your alcohol intake?Do you want to learn some Inner Mongolian with Tian Jing?

Di Qiu rode very fast, very well.Should he also learn how to ride a horse first, how to ride fast, steady, and well?By the way, doesn't the owner of that hot pot restaurant have a horse farm on the outskirts of the city?If he can live in a yurt and learn to ride a horse, he can go there.

He can't be afraid, he has to be prepared.

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The teacher in Jasmine's calligraphy class gave her a large piece of black-haired wild boar salted pork belly that was pickled in her hometown. At noon this day, Jasmine made a pot of salted pork, pork, oil and vegetable rice, cooked a pickled vegetable and yam soup, and fried it. toon head eggs.She and Tuchun ate together, and they sat facing each other. Tuchun remembered that there were some leftovers last night, so he said, "Did I have some steamed eggs with carp last night?" (Last night was Isn’t there still some steamed squid eggs left?)

Jasmine stood up, went to the refrigerator in the kitchen and took out the remaining half plate of steamed mackerel eggs.She asked Tuchun, "Shrimp roe and squid, do you want some?"

"Coffee tut." Tuchun said.

(No more.)

Jasmine said: "When I come back, I think it will be delicious. Buy some fried rice cakes." (When you come back, you will probably be able to eat June yellow. Buy some and fry fried rice cakes yourself.)

Tuchun said: "It's pretty crooked." (It's pretty good.)

He ate two big bowls of vegetable rice and half a pot of soup, which made his mouth shiny.When Jasmine finished eating the last bite of eggs, the two of them made the dining table together. One cleaned the dishes and the other wiped the table. After everything was done, Jasmine went to the balcony to dry clothes, and Tuchun took some water from the watering can and went to the balcony. water the flowers.He turned on the TV, the noon news had just finished, and the replay of last night's series was about to begin.

Jasmine shook Tuchun's shirt, glanced at the TV, and Tuchun said, "Why don't you watch TV series late at night?" (When you come back at night, don't watch TV series too late.)

Jasmine Nunu pursed her mouth, but Tuchun said again: "Nan, why don't you stare at your phone, ipad, it's good for your eyes." (Don't stare at your phone, ipad, it's not good for your eyes .)

Without further ado, Jasmine tugged at the drying rack in annoyance, and said to Tuchun, "That's great! The Ning family said on the Internet that it's easy for single mothers to raise a baby, and the mother stared at the back of her son. I think it's rebellion." Come here, you've stared at the back of my ass!" (Okay! People say that single mothers are easy to raise a baby, and the mother stares behind the son, I think you are the other way around, keep staring at me!)

Tuchun bent down, broke off two withered green radish leaves, and threw them away in the kitchen. He slightly closed the sliding door of the kitchen, opened the window, and lit a cigarette.

Jasmine shouted loudly: "Hey, are you here to eat cigarettes?" (Are you eating cigarettes?)

Tuchun smiled, Jasmine looked over, stared at Tuchun and gestured: "Eat less when you go outside!" (Eat less when you go outside!)

Tuchun quickly finished the cigarette in his hand, went to the bedroom and took out a bulging mountaineering bag, leaning against the entrance wall.

At [-]:[-], Jasmine and Tuchun went out.

Jasmine was driving, and Tuchun was sitting on the passenger seat with her mountaineering bag in her arms. Jasmine kept asking, "Wear your down jacket? It's cold at night!" (Have you brought your down jacket? It's cold at night!)

"A toothbrush?"

"A charging treasure?"

"A bank card? Keep it close to your body, you know? Do you want to reveal your wealth?"

Tuchun grabbed his ID card and train ticket and said, "Mom...I'm [-] this year..." (Mom, I'm already [-] this year.)

Jasmine spoke even more vigorously: "Thirty, what? It's the first time you go out by yourself! Or go to Inner Mongolia!" (So what about thirty? It's the first time you go out by yourself, or go to Inner Mongolia by yourself! )

Tuchun stopped ringing, and their car was parked on the elevated road. Jasmine looked at the time and muttered: "Oh, there are so many cars in Chenguang Nang Ai Nang!" (Oh, why are there so many hours at this time? car!)

Tuchun said firmly: "Don't be in a hurry, if you can catch up, change your sign." (Don't worry, just change your sign if you can't catch up.)

"Why don't you be in a hurry, don't worry about it, Duduyouyou!" (You are not in a hurry, it doesn't matter, Duduyouyou.)

After speaking, Jasmine sighed loudly and forcefully, and turned on the radio.The radio station was either broadcasting health programs or talking about Suzhou anecdotes in dialect. She was bored and replaced it with music in the car.

An English song was played on the stereo. Tuchun was startled, and looked at Jasmine. Jasmine shook her chin, hummed a few words, and said contemptuously, "Nang tamp? Nuduomumafei, does it sound like an English song?" (What's the matter? Your mother, I can't listen to English songs?)

She continued humming, Tuchun smiled, it was Celine Dion singing.

"my heart Will Go On".

The car on the elevated road moved slowly, but still started to move.

At [-]:[-], they arrived at the train station. Tuchun got out of the car, put on his backpack, bent over and waved to Jasmine.

"Call me in Nanjing!" Jasmine also bent over and stretched her neck to talk to Tuchun.

A taxi is honking behind them.

Tuchun ran forward, nodded repeatedly, and said loudly, "I know, I'll go in!" (Got it, I'll go in!)

"Lu Lang be careful!"

Tuchun ran to the ticket gate, he couldn't see Jasmine's people anymore, the cars in front of the train station were chasing each other, and one was squeezing the other, people kept getting off, saying goodbye, turning around and leaving .

Towards the continuous traffic, Tuchun said louder, "Goodbye!"

He got into the check-in queue.

Some were going to Shanghai, some were going to Guangzhou, some were going to Harbin, when it was Tuchun's turn, the ticket inspector held out his hand, and he handed over his ticket and ID card.After entering the station, you have to queue up to go through the security check. People diverted to both sides, and once again merged into a long and thin line.After passing through the gate of the security check, the slender team dispersed immediately.

The huge electronic screen is densely packed with numbers and code names.High-speed rail, high-speed train, express, general express, northbound, southbound, departing, stopping, everywhere are cars that are about to arrive at the station, cars that are about to leave, and people who are going to leave everywhere, looking for people, people who are waiting.

Tuchun also raised his head like many others, holding the ticket and looking at the screen, looking for it.

He is going downstairs to wait for the bus.

Tuchun took the elevator downstairs, and he came to the door of platform No. [-]. The train came from Shanghai, and it hadn't entered the station yet. It was still early, and Tuchun could still see a few scattered empty seats.

He walked towards an empty seat, surrounded by men, women, old and young, some were holding briefcases, some were carrying leather bags, and some were wrapping their feet around their suitcases.Some of them play with their cell phones, some of them watch their iPads, some of them watch their computers, some are taking selfies, some are taking photos together, and some are making videos. Unfortunately, the signal downstairs is not good, and the video signal sometimes disappears.

Tuchun sat down, and someone beside him looked up at him, and some eyes stayed on him briefly.

Tuchun leaned his backpack against his feet and sat down on the chair.

He waited quietly for his train.

——End of "Sorrowful Autumn"——

postscript:

The afterwords of many previous articles were actually written before the end of the chapter.I started writing the postscript after finishing this article.Maybe it's because everything I want to say is written in the article.I saw some readers complaining that they didn't understand what the author wanted to express. In fact, there is no need to worry. After the story is written, it belongs to your story. You can think about it how you want, it doesn't matter.

When I conceived, I thought of the recurring daily life, and I wrote about things that kept happening repeatedly.I don't expect anyone to like this story. For many people, this story may not have a plot, and they don't know what to say. Is this story about Tu Chun and Di Qiu?Are you going to write a picture of Chun Ai Di Qiu?If I had to answer, my answer is no.

This story has never been about Di Qiu, only about the memories he represents and all the possibilities he will have.

This story is actually about Tuchun, about him and himself.

Di Qiu will have his own story, which will be called "Shang Chun", which is more enigmatic.I will still write about Suzhou.I haven't been back for a long time, and I can only write about it when I haven't been back for a long time.That's weird, lol.

I like to write about meals and parties. In this article, I also often eat and party. Every time I eat, I have thought about it, and it can be regarded as serving the situation. In Chapter 1, I drink salty soy milk, which is very confused and chaotic. In the twenty chapters, he ate wontons, and in the last chapter he was about to go on a long trip, and he had a very ordinary meal with Jasmine at home.If you have the opportunity, or if someone is interested, you can talk about these.

I hope this is a daily, trivial, relatively restrained and reserved story, I hope I can do it.I have never been very good at generalizing, so let’s wait for you to talk about what this story looks like to you.

Thank you to those who read the story.

Thank you.