The Spring Festival is coming, so I want to buy some new year's goods for my family who have worked hard for a year. It is said that it is a new year's goods, most of which were bought yesterday. What are the disadvantages of vegetables? Buy again, and there is no shortage of food.
After sunset, my husband and I bought food in a big market near our home.
After buying vegetables, I stood at a fork in the road with several bags of vegetables, waiting for my husband to come back and buy lotus roots. One street leads to the main road, one residential area leads to the factory department and the other leads to the entrance of the vegetable market. People come and go at this fork in the road. Crowded, very lively. Old people and children, men and women, all went out.
At the beginning of the new year, people rush to buy new year's goods to prepare for the new year. Why do you want to celebrate the New Year? What's the point of Chinese New Year? I feel that the older I get, the less I want to celebrate the New Year. Everyone is busy for the Spring Festival. I like silence. I find that people have been asking for silence for years. For family happiness, for family reunion, for celebrating a busy year, there is no shortage of busyness, fatigue and noise during the New Year. Anyway, you are busy with such a long day all the year round, and you still care about the fatigue and busyness of the New Year.
I stood at the intersection, in the bustling crowd, I found someone laughing and someone crying. They feel completely different when they laugh and cry.
I saw someone laugh first. A beautiful young girl snuggled up to a fat boy who peeled bananas for her. Feed it into your mouth. The girl wore a sweet and happy smile when she ate bananas. Then, the boy opened his mouth to catch the toffee that the girl stuffed in, and his eyes narrowed with laughter. After a while, an 80-and 90-year-old grandmother came with a crimson cotton-padded jacket on her back and a satisfied smile on her face. Most people passing by the intersection have smiles on their faces. Maybe they don't lack the expenses needed for the Spring Festival. Take the hard-earned money, buy your favorite clothes and food, and have a satisfactory Spring Festival.
Everyone is living according to his own blueprint. This is a good life, and occasionally there will be adversity days.
Every day of life, laughter is accompanied by crying. There are laughter and crying, joy and sadness.
Then I remembered that someone was crying. What happened in the neighbor's house downstairs last night is unforgettable. Last night, we came back late from shopping. I saw the old man on the first floor standing in the yard without saying anything. He pinched his nose with both hands, and with the help of the faint light, I saw his nose bleeding. On the ground, there are four pools of fresh blood. He has been standing in the yard for a while! Just before I approached the old man, his son came out of his home on the first floor, stood beside him and slapped him in the face. The son said, "Run, I told you to run." At this time, there was a burst of laughter from their home, mixed with the voice on TV. After listening carefully, I found that it was the grandson of the old man, about ten years old, laughing while watching cartoons. The old man trembled with anger and gnashed his teeth and said, "This is my son!" " "Then, his son turned and went into the house. When the old man passed me, I saw his face swollen and his nose bleeding. Every step he took, a few drops of blood fell on the ground, and tears fell drop by drop. But the moment I passed by, I didn't hear the sobbing of the old man. His crying, only tears, no sound. Maybe, when we didn't come back, he was standing in the yard, crying at the living room window. I don't know why he is crying. I don't know why his son hit him. I only know that his son has dealt with us twice, and he seems to be a good and enthusiastic person. I also know that the old man's wife seems to be ill and in a very serious state.
We have lived in this community for a long time, and the old couple often meet the flower beds downstairs at the gate of the community. I have never heard her talk or seen her smile. Every time I meet her when I go out, I notice a bag with a key tied to it on her chest. Once, I saw the old man bring her back with a big bag of medicine in his hand. She seems to have Alzheimer's disease. She doesn't even blink. As for the old man, I have communicated with him several times. There is a garden on the first floor of the old man. I like two kinds of plants, a large area of perilla and many potted lilies. To this end, I have communicated with the elderly several times. To my surprise, he told me that perilla is a medicine for dispelling cold and relieving exterior syndrome. A lily he planted attracted me very much, not from my flowerpot. I implicitly expressed my desire to ask him for seeds, and he agreed at that time. Such an old man who knows plants and loves flowers and plants walked out of his warm home and went to the depths of the cold night on a cold night.
I quickly sent my shopping home and chased it to the door of the community. The old man is missing. On the ground in front of the door, a bloody napkin was left. I stood in the cold wind and couldn't find the figure of the old man. The cold wind behind me, hot and cold, made me shiver.
The next afternoon, when I was shopping in the vegetable market, I saw a middle-aged woman leaning against the counter with tears on her face. The counter behind her is full of pork, but the light in the counter has gone out. The door of the counter is closed, too. The woman in an apron has red eyes and seems to have been crying for a long time. Her face is covered with freckles and she has a pair of beautiful big eyes, but there should be no tears in her eyes. Tears flowing freely made me look back at her. Several of my eyes didn't attract her attention at all. Perhaps, her tears, the people around her have become commonplace. Should buy food, should shout, should go or go. Who cares about her tears? I'm confused. What is she crying about this new year? When she shed tears, there was no sadness, only tears were rolling. She must be very sad. I don't know how difficult it is to make a woman in her forties and fifties burst into tears in public. Under the eyes of the public, the tears flowing down the river can't hide the inner sadness. How many people saw her shameless tears?
I also saw a child crying. Just as I was standing at the intersection waiting for my husband to go back to buy lotus roots, a middle-aged woman was holding a little girl in her arms, accompanied by a big girl. The little girl is less than two years old, and the big girl is five or six years old. When you come to me, older girls all want to drink black rice porridge. Behind me is a stall selling porridge. The young woman asked her little daughter in her arms if she drank black rice porridge. The youngest daughter glared at her eyes and said, "I don't want to drink." The eldest daughter standing by said, "I want to drink." I insist on drinking. " So the middle-aged woman gave her eldest daughter two dollars. The eldest daughter turned to buy black rice porridge.
After she bought black rice porridge, she held a porridge cup in her left hand and a straw in her right hand, poking and poking hard! She poked a few times before poking the plastic on the lid of the cup and inserting the straw. She ran to find her mother. When her mother turned to buy black rice porridge and went to the snack bar opposite, she crossed the road with her sister in her arms. She ran to the crowded vegetable market. She cried and shouted, "Mom. Mom. " She rushed into the crowd, crying and shouting, getting farther and farther away from her mother. No one paid attention to her crying, everyone was busy with their own, walking, buying and selling vegetables, and no one paid attention to the little girl. Her tears shed in the cold winter.
Looking at her back in the crowd and listening to her crying, I chased her with several bags and shouted, "Hi! Little friend, your mother is in the snack bar over there. " I looked at her back and shouted several times. Hearing this, she quickly turned and ran back. After running a few steps, she looked back at me, then wiped a tear with her hand and ran away. Although she didn't even say "thank you" to me, when she found her mother, she showed me the kind of smile that touched my heart, which was very gratifying.
At this time, I looked up at the sunset on the distant mountain peak, and the golden afterglow spread all over the earth. My mood is also bathed in the afterglow of the sunset, warm and beautiful.
If life goes on like this, good. Unfortunately, at night, when I turned on my mobile phone to surf the Internet, Wei You made a noise. When I listen to the voice content, I cry. I quickly called her and asked her what was wrong. On the other end of the phone, she cried speechless.
Later, she said that she must see me before she could tell me what happened. So we made an appointment to meet in the private room of a coffee shop.
That night, when I first saw her, her eyes were swollen like two peaches, with red eyes and two deep dark circles. Under the dim light, the strands of white hair at the temples are so dazzling. She is much haggard. Her sad expression stung my heart. As a friend, I don't want her to live like this.
After sitting down, I ordered two cups of coffee She began to tell me in a hurry that her stubborn daughter had run away from home for the third time. The first two times I ran away from home, I had a quarrel with my mother, and then I left home in anger. I asked her slowly, "How old is my daughter? Why did you run away from home? " She cried and told me, "My daughter is twenty-one and a sophomore. The university is at home and can go home for dinner every day. Actually, my daughter is fine. When she was a freshman, she participated in the entrepreneurial activities of the school community. She earned both tuition and living expenses by herself. Isn't it the Spring Festival? All the new year's goods are ready In the evening, I watch TV with my daughter. When chatting, I talked about some trivial things in the past. My daughter is very angry. She immediately put on her coat and went out with her mobile phone and wallet. I stood at the door, crying and begging her not to go out at midnight. It's too cold outside. My daughter is leaving home, so I have no choice but to beg her on my knees. The day after tomorrow is New Year's Eve, so don't go out. My daughter has a big temper and insists on going out for a walk. However, my daughter assured me that I must live well. " I handed her a cup of coffee and gave her a sip to calm her down. She picked up the cup, took a sip, put it down and began to tell.
She blocked the door to keep her daughter from going out. The daughter said to her, "If you don't get out of the way, I will die for you." When she heard this, she was scared and had to hide. The daughter opened the door and went out. At this time, my husband has fallen asleep. The husband doesn't know what happened between her and her daughter. She didn't wake her husband, so she planned to go out with her daughter. She followed her daughter and said, "Where are you and where is your home?" The daughter said, "Go home for the New Year. If you follow me, I will jump off the building. " She had to go back to the door and knock hard. Husband got up in a daze to open the door and asked her why she was outside the door in the middle of the night. She said that her daughter had left. My husband is another burst of sparse criticism. She couldn't stand it and kept crying. Feeling alive is boring and hopeless. It's almost Spring Festival. How did it become such a state? This is what she didn't expect. She has been my friend for many years, and I know that she is heartless and straightforward. She has no bad heart and won't hurt anyone. As far as I know, she treats her family with a sense of responsibility, but I don't know what angered her daughter and made her leave her warm home in this cold night wind.
Next, she and her husband called their daughter together. My daughter's mobile phone is set to call forwarding. She sent her daughter a message asking for forgiveness, but she didn't reply at all.
After a night of tossing until dawn, her tears have not dried up, and all kinds of worries, tensions and anxieties appear alternately in her dreams. Several times, she woke up from her sleep. I got up in the morning and rushed to several hotels near my home for consultation, but there was no trace of my daughter. She cried for a while. I made hundreds of phone calls and left dozens of voice messages, but there was no reply. She knows that her daughter can't live without her mobile phone for an hour and a half, and it makes her sad that her daughter doesn't reply to her. The more she thinks about it, the more she feels like a failure. Or happened to have raised children all his life.
Her health has not been very good, and there is another fatal shortcoming: it hurts when something happens; When you feel pain in your heart, you cry; When you cry, your temples will suddenly ache. This is the sequela of having a daughter in the second month. However, the adopted daughter does not know her mother's hard work. My daughter ran away from home two days before the New Year. This incident made her feel that there was a sharp knife in her heart, and she was in pain all night.
With these words, she cried again. When she cried, she choked badly, her grief was stuck in her throat, her voice was hoarse and her mood was low.
I picked up a tissue and wiped her tears. She kept crying and said, "Sister, I'm such a failure. I am so failed. " I comforted her not to do this: "If you feel uncomfortable, it may be better to say it, but don't hold it back. In that case, it's easy to suppress illness. Many cancers in women are related to suffocation. " She cried again and said, "It's good to have someone to talk to me tonight. Thank you for your understanding. "
So are my tears. We are all women, and I understand her suffering; I felt her pain; I can understand her sadness.
I want to say to her, "We are all crying and living". But in the end, I didn't say this sentence because my throat seemed to be blocked. From her story, I understand that educating children is also a university question. Both she and I need to keep learning to be good mothers.
Is it easy to be a good mother? I know very well that she is a strong woman. When the child was young, she once sold her long hair to pay the textbook fee for the child because of financial difficulties at home. Later, the child went to a borrowing school and could not afford the expensive fees. She is determined to sell some bone marrow and collect cash. At that time, I advised her never to do so. Later, a large sum of money could not be taken out. My daughter went to an ordinary high school and was admitted to a good university after graduation.
Woman, woman. Mom, mom. People with these two identities are doomed to bear a lot of pain and tears.
She said to herself, "It's nice to have someone to talk to." In fact, many times, in this vast world, we can't find anyone who can speak from the heart. That night, I promised her that as long as you have something on your mind, you can talk to me. I am willing to be your listener for life. With tears in her eyes, she managed to smile. My daughter left, and my husband was very sad. If my friend doesn't understand, she will be really desperate. The warmth I can give her is negligible. I know that the painful ice in her heart needs the warmth around her to melt.
It may be that my daughter went to college and had more friction with her mother every day. Imagine those children who go to college in other places. They are in no hurry to go home and reunite with their parents during the New Year. How can they be angry?
It's late at night. I'll take her home.
The next night, she left me a voice message telling me that her daughter had gone to her grandmother's house in the country. I am relieved to hear the news. However, she is still very sad. Because my daughter doesn't call her, she just calls her father. She called her daughter, but she didn't answer. She cried and said, "This is karma, karma." I couldn't help asking her, "What retribution? I don't quite understand what you said. " She murmured, "Is it because I am not good enough for my parents that God sent my daughter to punish me?"
I comforted her and said, "It's a good thing that my daughter will be filial to you. It seems that your daughter is still a very nice child. In fact, everything has its two sides. We should learn to look at both sides of things. "
Next, I heard her sobbing, but I was speechless and choked up.
On New Year's Eve, she cried five or six times. That New Year's Eve dinner, a soup and a bowl of porridge, couldn't be simpler. When her daughter is not at home, both she and her husband eat tasteless. Daughter is the world to her and her husband, and her tears are broken because she lost the dependence of this world.
The poor inherit the wind. Pray for her daughter to understand her painful heart as soon as possible.
Two days later, she told me that her daughter had come back. When my daughter came home, she didn't say anything. She directly made a cup of honey tea from Shennongjia Qingfengyuan, her daughter's favorite taste, and handed it over. The daughter took the teacup with a smile. As soon as she turned around, she wiped a tear. No matter how old a daughter is, she is the treasure in her eyes. The daughter smiled and she cried. The storm disappeared between a laugh and a cry.
Later, her daughter told her that she was sad to see her grandmother who lived alone. She took out all her money and took out the return ticket of 106. The rest of the money was given to her grandmother. When she left, grandma stood on the path at the entrance of the village, crying her eyes.
She took her daughter's hand and cried again. This time, tears are moved and gratified, but also gratified and grateful.
As a result, everyone is happy.
In life, we all cried, and we all laughed. Every time you cry and laugh, the scene will be different and your feelings will be different. Looking at the stars in the night sky at midnight on the 30 th, I finally understood the law of this world: if you smile sweetly, the world will smile sweetly; If you are happy, the world will be happy; If you cry, the world will cry; If you are sad, the world will be sad. Whether you cry or laugh, whether you are happy or sad depends entirely on your attitude towards the world around you.