Chapter 28 There is a big garden over there

In the early morning, the bus station was usually full of people.It was an intermediate station, without even the iron fences that forced passengers to line up like the departure station, and the people were like messed up mahjong tiles. Some impatient people stood on the slow lane, and a few people even rushed to the fast lane from time to time, facing the oncoming traffic. Looking in the direction.Disappointment, annoyance, and resentment are mutually contagious.Despite improvements in public transport systems over the years, urban populations have also continued to swell, and commuting buses can only be described with the well-worn metaphor of canned sardines.

That day, that time, that road car, I don't know what happened in front of it, it seems to be beyond the norm, and it has not come for a long time.The scattered "mahjong tiles" rotated and interspersed on their own, looking forward to seeing through the autumn water, and there were more people stomping, cursing, and gnashing their teeth.Some changed to take the air-conditioned bus with invalid monthly tickets and more expensive tickets. A few sighed and stretched out their right arms to hail taxis. It is their life and destiny that cannot be changed for a while.A young boy from out of town yelled at his companion: "I won a prize of 5 million, and I will buy 10 cars to drive myself!" His companion and the stranger next to him didn't laugh. The sentence is quite humorous.

There was a woman with gray hair but never dyed her hair, she was standing on the curb all the time, she was also troubled, but she suddenly found that there was a large cloud of rainbow in the eastern sky, and those clouds infiltrating each other were constantly changing. Changing, she temporarily forgot about waiting for the car, staring intently, more and more felt that it was a vast garden, the flowers in the flower garden were blooming one after another, one piece was like a rose, that one was like a peony, and that was a flower garden. Qingxi?Look, there is a hibiscus that is out of water shaking its pink petals; it should be a quiet corridor, could it be Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai dancing? ... Unknowingly, she expressed her feelings: "Look, there is a big garden over there!" The two ladies beside her also noticed, pointing, and even two men echoed "Yes, look, it's really exciting over there!" So, like ripples in a lake, the emotions of watching and appreciating "there is a big garden over there" rippled.Everyone who looks eastward thinks of different flowers in their minds. Some think they see large orchids, while others think they are cockscombs. Some recall flowers that were close to them in their past lives. Secrets, some yearn to sow selected flower seeds in their own gardens in the future... Even the migrant worker who shouted to win the 5 million grand prize felt vaguely that he had seen a lovely place , My heart instantly gained a kind of relaxation and pleasure...

That's just a few minutes.From the perspective of meteorology, "the morning glow does not go out, the sunset glow travels thousands of miles", "there is a big garden over there" means that it may be rainy and muddy when you get off work that day; The level of air pollution is serious; some sociologists even point out that using illusory and empty things as a substitute for improving social reality is really not worth affirming...they all make sense. The car finally came.People do not immediately become happy because they have admired the "big garden over there". They rushed towards the car door, and the conductor shouted loudly, "Let people go down first", but it couldn't change the car door for half a minute. Go carnally.But the car started again after all, heading towards the next stop.The lady who started the crime was squeezed into a corner of the car. Her life has always been ordinary, but she still retains the joy of admiring the "big garden over there" a few minutes ago. This is her psychological habit, and I am afraid it is also her. An important chain to maintain the interest of life in ordinary life.Some of the passengers who boarded the car with her did not join in the appreciation of the "garden", and some of them enjoyed it for a short time but soon lost the emotions they had a few minutes ago, and they were thinking about the "garden" again.

Congestion, troubles and resentment.However, there were two young ladies who couldn't help bowing hard in the crowd, trying to take another look at the "Oriental Garden" through the car window. Was this moment in their lives blessed?