That year, my classmate just finished the college entrance examination. At that time, for the college entrance examination, I had to read books even when I went to the toilet. After the college entrance examination results come out, of course, we are going to have fun.
She made an appointment with some friends for a graduation trip, and her destination was Lijiang. They went to see the snow-capped mountains and ancient cities in Lijiang. One night, they walked into a small local bar. The singer sang intently on the stage.
Suddenly a man came out from beside him, holding her friend and looking surprised. The man said to her friend A, "Why are you here?" She wants to pretend to know if this conversation is too obvious.
She took her friend's other hand and smiled at the man.
Friend A looked at the man blankly, and then said happily, "You're here, too."
It turns out that friend A and A Cheng (the man) are friends, but neither of them mentioned their graduation trip to each other, nor did they say where they were going. I didn't expect them to meet in a small bar in Lijiang.
A Cheng and she are both extroverts. After a few words, they met. Coincidentally, both of them were admitted to the same university, or the same campus. The next day, they traveled together. By the end of the summer vacation, the two of them had become an enviable loving couple.
In the years of college, although we quarreled, we fell in love and agreed to get married after graduation.
/kloc-in the winter of 0/958, in a bazaar in Dashan Township, there was heavy snow in the sky. A thin girl, barefoot and wearing thin clothes, led a boy a little shorter than her to beg in the street of the township market. A man in a cadre's uniform is called Yan Changhe, a cadre he sent down. At that time, he was a rightist, followed by Guo, a district office attendant. They held umbrellas in their hands to keep out the wind and snow. They are going to a village in a township for a meeting. Seeing this, he immediately stepped forward and asked the girl's name. The girl looked at Yan Changhe timidly and said, "My name is Xiang Tao, and my father was the boss of the old society." Yan Changhe immediately took them to the supply and marketing cooperative to sell shoes and cotton-padded clothes to her sister and brother, and asked Guo to deliver them and ask them to cook in the kitchen. After the weather cleared up, Xiang Tao was assigned to a newly established farm. 196 1 year, Xiang Tao married Yan changhe (who had died of illness for many years). This girl is my mother.
When I was a teenager, I once accompanied my mother back to my hometown in Shandong and caught a train from Urumqi to Zhengzhou halfway at Wuwei Railway Station. People are crowded in the car, corridors, aisles and car joints are crowded with people, and they can't stand straight. In order to arrange seats for my elderly mother, I squeezed two carriages and asked a passenger who was going to get off at Tianshui. I told her that we would take her seat when she got off the bus, and she agreed. So my mother and I moved to her side and stood and waited. 18 hours later, my mother's leg is a little swollen. Arriving in Tianshui, the passengers got up, got their luggage and left their seats. I quickly let my mother sit in the seat first. My mother just wants to stand up. Suddenly, a big guy quickly reached out his ass and pushed his mother aside. He sat down. I quickly explained that we had been waiting 18 hours with the people who were going to get off the bus, and the people who were going to get off the bus quickly confirmed it. But the big man in the old military uniform didn't respond. He sat in the newly vacant seat, put his hands on the plate and pretended to be asleep. He closed his eyes and ignored us. I was angry, but I couldn't beat him. I can only watch him proudly occupy the seat we have been waiting for all day. Mom really can't stand it, and her body is going to collapse to the ground. At this time, an aunt with a Henan accent took the initiative to pull her mother and said, "Come, sit in my seat, and we will sit instead." In this way, my aunt asked my mother to sit for a while from time to time, and I squeezed some space on the side to sit on the floor for a while. About 20 hours later, the train finally arrived in Zhengzhou. We thank Aunt Henan again! I looked at the back of the man who robbed us of our seats, and my hatred in my heart exceeded any imaginary "class enemy." We got tickets with seats on the train from Zhengzhou to Xuzhou! Now that I think about it, I still have an impression of aunt Henan's kind face!
1993 After the Spring Festival, Xiuhua from the same village and more than 50 other similar-looking rural girls followed two staff members of the county labor service company to work in Dongguan, Guangdong. That year, I was 17 years old and took the train for the first time.
At that time, there was no through train from my hometown Hanzhong to Guangzhou, and I had to change trains twice in Ankang and Wuchang. I was quiet all the way, afraid to talk to others, because I was fat and short, and I always felt inferior. Looking at more than 50 girls in the same trade, all of them are bright-eyed and graceful, and they want to get into the cracks in the wall.
On the train from Wuchang to Guangzhou, Xiuhua and I sat together. Sitting opposite us is a very young PLA brother. He looks not much older than me.
When the train passed the Wuhan Yangtze River Bridge, I excitedly told Xiuhua the history of the Wuhan Yangtze River Bridge and the legend of the Yellow Crane Tower. Brother Bing across the street has been staring at me, or staring at my mouth.
At ten o'clock in the evening, the noisy carriage quieted down. Brother Bing suddenly said to me, "You look good when you smile. The two dimples are deep, so cute! "
Suddenly everyone in the carriage looked at us, and one of the workers in the county labor service company sitting next to him burst out laughing: "I said, why is he staring at your mouth all the way?" It turned out that he was fascinated by your dimples! "
I blushed and bowed my head.
"I'm telling the truth. She has two deep dimples when she smiles. I'm afraid I can't find the second one in this car! " Brother Bing added loudly.
I saw many beautiful girls in the same trade looking at me, and they echoed that she had a beautiful smile. There are still many girls who cast envious eyes on me.
The first time I was so sincerely praised, I was still a sunny and handsome PLA brother-the cutest person in the new era!
I suddenly felt a warm sun rising from my heart, illuminating my life. I see, a person is cute not because of beauty, but because of cuteness!
The train arrived in Guangzhou at five in the morning. Brother Bing wrote down his address and name for me and repeatedly told me to write to him when I found a job in Dongguan.
The soldier's brother is Guo, a native of Yichang, Hubei, who served in Huizhou that year. I wrote to him after I entered the factory. We've been writing for six months. Before demobilization, he went to Dongguan to see me. He also took me to visit and travel in Humen Linzexu Smoke Memorial Hall, Humen Fort and the site of the First Opium War.
Just because I went out to play with him, it caused an uproar among the villagers in our county and said everything. After all, girls born in rural areas in the early 1990s still have many taboos.
Because of gossip, I broke off contact with Guo after he changed his job, and I also jumped ship to other factories, so we completely lost contact.
After more than 20 years, I will always remember the first person who gave me warmth in life and made me feel inferior in the deepest part of my heart-Guo from Yichang, Hubei.
Wish you all the best!
I'll tell you a story with a low probability, so low that I don't even think it can happen.
The protagonist of the story is my friend. 10 years ago, he often traveled from Nanjing to Dongguan. He always takes the K25 train, so he has no money, so he has to take a hard seat. Once, he met a girl who also came from Nanjing to Shenzhen. They sat face to face for more than 20 hours and chatted happily all the way. When they passed through Jiangxi at night, the temperature plummeted and the heating in the carriage was not strong, so they were lying on the table.
Half a year later, this friend, who is also a hard seat from Nanjing to Dongguan, and the girl sitting opposite him recognized each other almost at the same time. This is a low probability, and the fate is good. They chatted all the way again and had a good time. A friend asked the girl's phone number and qq number, and there was a record in her mobile phone. When we arrived in Dongguan, we got off and left separately. He also said that our fate is so good that we have always kept in touch. As a result, as soon as my friend got off the bus and left the station, his mobile phone was unplugged. At that time, mobile phones were all functional and had no qq function. No friends, no phone calls, no contact information, even worse. At that time, the girl didn't remember my friend's contact information.
My friend told me about it later. What a good fate! We met by train twice at different times and lost contact.
Two years later, in 2007, my friend went to Dongguan from Nanjing again, or took the k25 bus. Because the company has raised the reimbursement standard, he can take a sleeper. This guy bought a middle shop. It's really fate, and I met that girl again, in a grid with him, in the lower berth opposite. After the friend explained why there was no contact, the two of them, like friends who had known each other for a long time, felt that they had met each other for a long time, dialed on the spot and left their contact information.
My friend is on a business trip in Chang 'an supplier, and he stays for more than a month at a time. The girl is engaged in foreign trade and often goes to Dongguan, Guangzhou and Shenzhen to inspect suppliers.
After getting off the bus, they chat on qq every day and often meet and chat. The girls were there on business for more than 1 week. On the last night, they fell asleep.
10 married, and now the children are in primary school.
Fate is really hard to fathom. I still don't believe them. I always think they are cheating.
I met her on a previous trip and then turned away.
The story happened on a green leather train. When I went to Beijing from Shijiazhuang, I didn't know why I didn't buy a high-speed rail ticket. As a result, I bought a slow green train ticket, but I was lucky to have a seat.
It is often such a green train that it is easier to have a very loving story when it is slow. Yes, this story happened on this green leather train.
Opposite me stood a very young and beautiful girl with a cup of milk tea in her hand. I couldn't help laughing all the way, but I laughed out loud from time to time and looked under the seat with my eyes from time to time. During the whole process, we looked at each other several times. Every time I looked at each other, I felt that he had a lot to say to me.
I guess she must have a warm story.
Later, we got off at the same station. Just as the bus was about to stop, I found her bending down and taking out a cup of milk tea from under the seat. The milk tea is full and the package is not opened.
I asked her, why did you bring a cup of milk tea from that place? Isn't this milk tea cold all the way?
She said this milk tea is his favorite. Today is the weekend when I went to see him, so I brought him a bottle. I couldn't bear to drink it all the way, for fear that milk tea would fall.
Her eyes are full of happiness.
Yes, there are not tea shops everywhere in any city, and they can eat whatever they want, but in their eyes, she believed him when he told her that the cup of milk tea in her city was his favorite.
Love is so simple and lovely.
The beautiful mother blushed, took off her coat and jacket, tossed her hair, spread her arms and stood in front of me.
It happened twenty years ago, but I will never forget it.
The long-awaited summer vacation has finally arrived. I simply packed my luggage. In order not to catch the bus stop, I took the long-distance bus back to my hometown.
What I did in front of me was a young woman, very handsome, and a man with a lost face leaned back in his seat and looked like a husband.
Another beautiful girl came over, beautiful and graceful, and leisurely came to the empty seat next to me. Ask me politely, "Hello?" "No one, you do it."
The girl handsomely shook her hair, put her luggage on the luggage rack, made it very gracefully, then took out a book from her bag and read it quietly.
On the seat on the other side of the aisle, sat a woman with a child. Somehow, the child kept crying.
The woman kept coaxing the children while apologizing to the passengers around her: "I'm sorry for disturbing everyone." I'm very sorry, but the child won't listen to that and still keeps crying. The passengers around showed boredom.
At this moment, the girl looked up and said, "What's the matter with you, little friend?"? You see, my sister has this. " Opening the bag, he took out a cloth monkey and a yogurt and handed it over.
Children probably like cloth monkeys too much when they see them. His tearful eyes blinked and hugged the cloth monkey. Her mother opened the yogurt given by the girl again. Children play with cloth monkeys while drinking yogurt. His mother thanked the girl: "Elder sister, thank you." "Nothing, let him play."
The passengers showed their respect for the girl. Get on the bus from the girl who has a good face, elegant manners and elegant speech. A helpful mood, gentle manners. Admirable.
Finally, the bus started, and the bus galloped on the way home. The girl put down the book, took out the walkman in her bag and listened to the music. I stayed at school for several nights and fell asleep with the bumps of the car.
After a sleep, the bus has been driving for more than three hours. I woke up and looked out the window and dozed off.
The car drove forward for a while, and the people in the front seat picked up their things. He must have got off at the station.
At this time, an elderly lady in the back was carrying a lot of things and slowly moving forward to get off. She walked towards the young woman in front. Then the car flashed slightly, and the basket in the old woman's hand hung on the young woman's clothes. Although it was not broken, it was obvious that the hanging place was wrinkled. The old woman's basket was dirty and stained the young woman's pink dress.
"Oh, how touching." The young woman shouted impatiently. Aunt quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I accidentally bumped into you and gave you trouble." "Look, the clothes are all broken." Aunt kept apologizing. "Sorry, it's over." A man with a face without face does not scratch. There was a fierce quarrel.
The bus has passed the station where it got off. The driver and the conductor advised a few words, but the man didn't buy it and began to push the aunt.
I really can't help it: "Big Brother, what are you doing? You have something to say. " In this sentence, the man's fierce face is revealed: "You fucking count onions, I think you are looking for bad luck." He came to the aisle like crazy and insisted on pulling me out of the car and teaching me a lesson. Seeing a fight is inevitable.
Just then, the quiet girl next to me suddenly stood up, took off her coat cover and shook her hair. Pink face is red, arms are open, and they stand in front of me majestically. .
Her sudden behavior froze the man. "Arguably, you can't use force. The old lady soiled this sister's clothes too carelessly. This is her fault. I came to apologize for her. If you think you have to pay for it, we will all pay for it. " Although the man was still fierce and swearing, before the game, he didn't come forward to hold the girl, but he just scolded me viciously.
Persuaded by everyone, the young woman pulled him out of the car.
The old lady thanked the girl and me again and again. "Nothing, aunt, you get off slowly." Say that finish, the girl quietly sat back to her seat.
The passengers on the bus admire the girl's behavior. In my heart, the image of the girl is so majestic and tall.
It's been more than twenty years, and the image of my aunt has always remained in my heart.
In the financial crisis of 2008, I couldn't get along in Shenzhen, so I went home by train.
Most of this train are young people coming home from work. We boys, we talked very speculatively and talked all the time. There are several girls across the street, chatting enthusiastically, too. Gradually we got to know each other and chatted with each other.
There is a very thin girl, who is very beautiful and seldom talks, sitting in the window of the carriage and looking out of the window silently. The girl sitting next to her is ugly, but she is talkative and eloquent, which makes everyone laugh and make each other happy.
At this moment, I walked over and stood by the window, chatting with that beautiful girl. She said that she was from Binxian County, Shaanxi Province, and was working in an electronics factory in Shenzhen, ready to go home.
She said that she likes reading and listening to music, and yearns for poetry and distance. I said I also like poetry and distance.
After that, we silently looked out of the window and imagined a bright future. The future is always beautiful. Tomorrow there will always be flowers and smiling faces, dreams, poems and distant places.
We talked a lot and had a good impression on each other. In the past, the train took a long time, but this time it was too short. We arrived in Xi 'an soon.
When we parted at An Railway Station, we agreed that when the factory in Shenzhen was better next spring, we would go to Shenzhen together, go to work together, and look for poetry and distance together.
Goodbye! Goodbye! We reluctantly left each other our phone numbers.
The financial crisis will still be very serious when bloom is warm in spring next year. We wait and wait, and this is two years.
I haven't had the courage to call her for two years. I think maybe one day she will call me. But two years have passed and there is no news of her. Until I picked up the phone and dialed her number, she cried. She said she had been waiting for the poem and the distance, but where was it? Where am I? Finally, she smiled and said, "Sorry, I am married"!
Hearing this moment, my heart is broken. I lost my poem and my distance, and I lost someone I love!
A stop on the trip convinced me that it was safe for a man and a woman to go out and live in a room.
That year, I went with the group to Suzhou, Shanghai, Hangzhou, Wuxi and Nanjing for five days. There was a beautiful girl in the group who signed up for the group herself. It happened that I signed up for the group myself.
I was in a bad mood during that time, my work was not smooth, and things at home were not satisfactory. I just want to go out and relax.
Just when I arranged accommodation at night, I was left with two single men and women, the beautiful woman. The tour guide asked for our advice, but I didn't expect the beauty to be more generous and said, "Just arrange a room for us." What else can I say?
One bed at night, everyone goes to bed after taking a shower. I asked her, "Aren't you afraid of anything?" She said, "You can try and tell you in advance that I am a Sanda coach." Then we began to talk about life and ideals in our own beds.
The next day, the third day and the fourth day, we lived in the same room all the time. Besides talking about ideals, we talked about life and then slept in separate beds. Nothing happened.
From then on, I believe that a man and a woman can have pure friendship, and living in the same room doesn't mean something must happen. You can consult me in detail if you don't believe me.