Chapter 6 Section five

That feeling of free fall—I had forgotten.In a breath, I fell on the mat, surrounded by loud cheers, but the moment I touched the schoolbag, my eyes were still black.I fell into the seam of two cushions and fell directly on the bag. All I remember is that my bird stuck in the corner of a book, and it hurt.It was a yellow Saint Seiya series schoolbag, and the picture on it was my idol—Phoenix Ikki.I reluctantly pulled out the book that was inserted into me. It was a textbook for senior graders. I stuffed the book back into the schoolbag and held on to the schoolbag tightly. Ikki on the schoolbag was staring at me. It was literally staring at me, we all made eye contact.Then the voice I could hear became lighter and lighter, and I felt a little stuffy in my stomach and chest. The teachers rushed up, and the physical education teacher Liu and the class teacher were the first to come to me.They took me in their arms and said, what are you talking about, speak up louder, what are you talking about, louder, louder.

I exhausted all my strength at the moment and said three words. I said those three words to that girl. This is my heartfelt voice. I have her image in my mind. It is the first time I feel love. Amazingly, she lifted me out of physical pain.I grabbed the head teacher's collar and murmured these three words repeatedly with difficulty - phoenix. When I woke up, I was in the township hospital.There is a newspaper next to it - "The Style and Features of the Township". "The Style of the Township" is a newspaper run by our Tingxin Township Cultural Station. On the fourth page of "The Style of the Township", it is impressively written "A student from Tingxin Township Primary School climbed the flagpole, and the teachers and students of the school united to rescue the emergency", the inscription on the newspaper wrote:

Report from our newspaper: A student from Class 4 of Grade 5 accidentally climbed onto the flagpole of Central Primary School yesterday and was unable to get off. saved the pupil's life.After being rescued, the elementary school student repeatedly said, thank you teacher. The newspaper also included a photo of me climbing on a yushu to face the wind.I looked at the signature of the photo, and it turned out to be my classmate. He was a member of the photography team. It turned out that when I was climbing on the flagpole, their photography team was creating with me as the subject. Could it be that I was so good at focusing? ?

Three days later, I went to class.Just a mild concussion.When I walked into the school, I suddenly felt inferior, as if everyone here was my savior.Of course, the classmates were all looking at me, they were talking about me, but they all called me a monkey behind my back because I climbed high.I don't like the monkey gill stuff, but they call me a monkey.I don't care about these things. What I care about is that I'm looking for that girl. What class and row are you in? Let me finish my memories here, and I withdraw into reality.The green door opened slowly, and a Sea Lion van drove out, and there should be a tall leader sitting inside.He flashed a right turn signal, only to turn left instead.I suddenly remembered that my 1988 should still be parked under the Golden Triangle Bathing City.I called a yellow van to go to the Golden Triangle.The truck driver charged me ten yuan, which was a reasonable price, but my bags were still in the room, and I only had six yuan with me.I said, master, I am four yuan short, can you run away.

The driver said that it can run, but you can only sit in the bucket of the truck behind. I asked him why, isn't the seat next to you empty? The driver is very honest, he convinced me, he said, you are sitting in the car, but the money is not fully paid, I feel uncomfortable, you are behind, I can make sense to myself, this is a van, You don't have enough money, you can't be a customer, you can only be a commodity. As a cargo, I stood in the rear compartment, holding on to the railing, looking at the county town, intoxicated by the spring breeze.Although my face still hurts, I can feel the wind. Although there are iron railings beside me, I can jump and die on the road. How free it is.

I am the goods now, ten minutes later, when I get the bag, I will be the customer.Just don't delay my schedule.I'm going to start from here, along National Highway No. 318, and drive to the end there.Don't think that this is just a superficial self-driving tour, don't think that I am a rootless wanderer, my roots are deeply rooted in this land, I once thought that I was a seed, blown by this monsoon, but I finally Realized that I am not a seed, I am a plant with roots, as for what kind of plant I am, I can’t see myself, so I have to ask other plants, as for why I keep changing places, because I thought I'm stuck in the dirt, but really I'm stuck in quicksand.

For so many years, it has been the quicksand under my feet that has wrapped me around. It doesn't drown me. It just reminds me every now and then that you have no other choice, or you will be blown away by the wind.I just spent all my passionate years in such a muddle, being wrapped to the east and west, even worse than the seeds I used to despise. Until a week ago, I said to the quicksand, let the wind blow me away. Quicksand said, if you lose your roots, you will die immediately. I said, I have enough water to live for a while. Quicksand says, but the wind will keep you in the air endlessly and you'll be dehydrated.

I said, I still have rain. Quicksand said that rainwater has to flow to the earth before it can be accumulated into a pond. When it is in the air, it is just an ornament. I said, I will fall into the pond. Quicksand said, then you will drown. I said let me try it. Quicksand said, I will push you to the small sand dune, you look down, how many plants like you are attached to us. I said, if you have the kind, you can lift me up a little higher, and let me see if all the plants in the world live like us. Quicksand said, how can you resist me.I'm going to devour you. I said, then I will let the west wind take me.

So I resolutely struggled upwards, but it didn't take much effort.I left the quicksand, looked under my feet, fuck, I am not a plant, I am an animal, and these grandchildren have lied to me for more than 20 years.As a creature with feet, I can finally decide where I go.I looked back at Quicksand, Quicksand said, you go, don't tell other plants that they are actually animals. I am going to my destination.I'm going there to support my brothers. When the truck arrived in the Golden Triangle, it was as good as new in 1988, and it was parked overnight without dust.I don’t know why, I often see the same old car on the road, but my own one always exudes a special light. I once parked it next to another station wagon of the same model and looked carefully. Is it mine? The proportions are really more appropriate, but the two cars are really the same, I think this is the power of spirit.After a meal, I poked the wrong car door with the key, and I realized that it was the power of prejudice.Anyway, I like 1988 so much.I started it and how well tuned its carburetor was, not a single drop of oil spilled on the ground.I drove the 1988, went back along the original road, and stopped at the door like plainclothes, staring straight at everyone who came out. I couldn't see her until the sun went down.I thought, according to the conservation of punishment, as a client who was injured without any evidence, they released me very wrongedly. Will they punish Tian Fang and Shanshan more severely?

I opened the door and went to the guard room, and said I was looking for someone, the woman who came in with me, she was pregnant.