Chapter 33 life is a mountain road

Looking back on my life carefully, the journey of the past 40 years is like going over mountains and ridges. Sometimes I climbed to the peak, and the scenery was incredible; You can take a magnanimous road.However, decide the level.roundabout.What is the reason for the twists and turns?I didn't ask myself.After all, life is not a truth, life is often not clear, maybe, life is a mountain road, there must be twists and turns, ups and downs.What's more, after having the experience of "climbing to the peak" and "going to the trough", I finally realized some of the original and simplest truths: It turns out that everything is not too bad, and everything is not too good.And, for better or for worse, I don't give up the most mundane, everyday parts of life: doing the laundry, cooking, raising the kids.Although, these are very trivial things, very unfulfilling.But it is precisely these trivial, ordinary, and everyday things that make me feel a specific me.

Last year, I had to borrow another house to move.Before moving, what I was most worried about was that the rented house was not only small but also had no sewer, which meant that I would not be able to use the washing machine to do laundry for quite some time.What to do?I was very embarrassed, and the first time I moved, I had to give up the color TV and video recorder.A combination of stereos and other fairly modern furniture, in exchange for a real self, but in the first rented house, the only thing that comforted me was an old washing machine in the bathroom.I am very satisfied.In contrast, video recorders.After all, the stereo system is a luxury, and only the washing machine is necessary, which can relieve a lot of burdens.I didn't expect to move the place again, and I couldn't even have the necessary things.At those times, my heart was full of sadness, and I kept running the washing machine a few days before moving, throwing all the sheets, pillowcases and thick winter clothes into the washing machine in turn, and it seemed that life was coming to an end. It seems that the next day can not be washed or replaced.

However, life can go on anyway.Besides, I'm not squeamish, and I've even carried water.The experience of carrying water and going to the river to wash clothes. At that time, I lived in a small street with a public faucet; at that time, I was in the Great Northern Wilderness, and there was no running water... I started washing clothes by hand again.For a moment, I only felt that life seemed to go backwards a lot at once.But everyone else is moving forward, and the days are getting better and better.How do I explain my "regression"?I don't explain, I don't want to explain.Fortunately, I am very good at arranging myself and enjoying myself very well.I always soak the dirty clothes first, and when I am tired of writing, I go to the sink to wash the clothes, and turn on the music to relax my mind and exercise my muscles and bones, which can also be regarded as adjustments.Or, in the evening, when my son turned on the TV to watch cartoons, the space in the room was occupied by him, and I started to rub the clothes, listening to the calls of "Doraemon" and "Shenzhen Brave Mouse".Sometimes, there are good-looking dubbed films on TV, so I put the laundry tub in front of the TV and wash while watching.One day, when the British series "Life through Wind and Rain" was broadcast, I watched it, rubbed it, and naturally thought of the ups and downs I had encountered. I sighed, but I was no longer sad.Because everything has been endured, and it can still be endured.Although my description of my life is "endurance" rather than "enjoyment", and such a description must not be easy, but my experience is that only those who have endured life can enjoy real life.

Now, I have finally moved into my new house. The first electrical appliance I bought for myself was a fully automatic washing machine with computer control.After plugging in the power and operating those red, green and green switches for the first time, I felt a surge of pride and joy from the bottom of my heart.Thinking back to the scene of washing clothes with hands very hard not long ago, I felt that life seemed to have progressed a lot.And no matter whether you are going forward or backward, no matter how precarious the wind and rain are, I still believe in the simple truth: not everything is good, bad is good, bitter is sweet, sad is happy, and everything is reincarnated like this.I also believe that walking on the mountain road of life, no matter how twists and turns it is, I can still stand firm.