Chapter 17 this is how a day goes

Sometimes I often feel that there are many aspects of my life that I am too unprogressive. When it comes to festive seasons or my own birthday, I always feel like a child encountering the New Year. When the future is about to come, I have many expectations and wait for the day to come , and let it pass meaninglessly, and after the past, he is nostalgic for everything that has passed away, and feels disappointed. This time I waited for the Mid-Autumn Festival for a long time, and finally I was waiting on the mountain.I'm going to use shaguo grapes instead of this day's food; I'm going to take three bottles of beer with me to the half-mountain pavilion, pour the beer down my stomach, and then throw the bottle of wine on the stone wall, so that the grasshoppers who are singing happily by the pavilion will be amazed. I was shocked, and then I was not happy to do it.I'm going to cry for a while at the uninhabited Senyuhu, I'm going to buy some gifts to give to that poor country woman with six rooms, although I still remember her pitiful appearance, and I have nowhere to vent my sorrow and depression However, I just buried my head in my two palms under the dim yellow light, and spent the first half of the night.Hearing the flutes and drums playing in another courtyard, the loud sounds came over the wall, followed by applause and laughter, and I was fascinated by the past, remembering some people who were related to the Mid-Autumn Festival in the past, and felt that they were all just one person who was useful at that time. It's just a dream that's hard to follow once it's over!On this night four years ago, on the Hongjiang boat, the child who put his head into a fifty-pound watermelon to make jokes turned into a sad and haggard man with white hair?

The Mid-Autumn Festival is over, and the Double Tenth Festival, which I am looking forward to for the second time, is here again. I heard from everyone that this year the city of Beijing is really peaceful.The lights in front of the government office are not only much more lively than last year's neglected front of the Presidential Palace, even the celebrations in previous years are not as lavish as this one.It is said that this year is not poorer than before, and there are many international accounts to be resolved by the ruling government. It is natural to find a lot of surplus in the accounts.On the street, for the businessmen who have come to celebrate so many times, there is no need to hang up flags and light up the messengers of the Labor Police Department!And this can also be said to be a good opportunity for some silk shops, foreign goods stores, and confectionary stores to make money, who would easily let it go?In addition to the red and green lights in each shop, there are always two or three gas lamps in front of the door.For smaller shops, there must be an entry in the daily account under the expenditure item: "Pay chatterbox rent of one yuan and two cents to celebrate the Double Tenth Festival." Poor women on the street who call grandpa and wife to beg for money live by begging The poor friends of the poor must have some light on the anniversary of the revolution tonight.The lords and ladies who usually make you grovel and ignore them will be much more generous because of the festival, and they will throw the coppers on the ground before the third beg for mercy. ... If I can go into the city, walk on a road where I am not afraid of the threat of cars, and when I finish walking the Xidan archway, I will take a tram to Dongdan—there are lights to see in both places.Under the bright lights, you can surely see many good-looking young women, colorful, going in and out of shops like Fengxiangyi in Daoxiang Village.Although the weather has come to late autumn, my feather gauze shirt is not afraid of people laughing in the street when it blows in the wind, but if the wind blows, I will not be very comfortable, and maybe I will cough , the nose is blocked, and the cold turns hot; but there is another reason why I don't go to the city.If I go to the city, I have a very thoughtful plan first.I think that in broad daylight, the solar energy helps to keep my shoulders and back warm. It would be more appropriate to wear a single shirt when walking in the sun. I won’t sweat when it’s hot, and I can walk much more briskly.At night, when the lights in the shop were shining, I would just walk towards crowded places, squeeze others with all my strength, and squeeze me with all their strength; crowding each other would generate a lot of heat, When the cold air invades, there is no need to fear.In fact, when Xidan and Dongdan were crowded, I took the second-class tram to Qianmen and ran to the Dashilan area to sweat. Dashilan will never be crowded until late at night.

And among the second-class trams, it is a good place to drive away the cold.For example, I stood there for half an hour at a steamed bun shop in Xidan. I suffered from a slight cold and shivered a few times. Once I got on the tram, the cold would disappear immediately. The reason for this is nostalgia for the mountain, right?There is no love on the mountain.Seeing everything on the mountain is the same as the master chef in the big kitchen: it's just boring.It's not that I don't have money, I have two dollars left in my purse.Even if I use the Maoye Bank ticket as a commuting fare, I still have a one-yuan traffic ticket to spend in the city: take the tram, buy Bin Laixiang’s cocoa candy, eat Tianchun’s abalone chicken noodle, and grab a couple of piles. Stuff fresh groundnuts in piles of two cents into my pockets, and slowly go to the road to peel them one by one, and I can do it... It seems ridiculous to say it!On the one hand, I feel that the lights in Beijing are really bright tonight, and I need to go out to play, eat cocoa candy, and eat abalone noodles with peeled peanuts, but on the other hand, the reason for not going is just laziness.

"Okay, there's no need to go into the city, I'm just going to hang out here for a day." On the wall, there was a red light coming in from the small window above the door.The window facing the outside has turned gray and white.My first thought when I woke up was that I did not deny that the thought was boring, so I put the thin quilt over my head again and did not get up until the assembly bell was struck outside.It was already eight o'clock at this time, and I just wanted to force myself to sleep again, and it was impossible to dream in a vague, empty, half-dream. The sun has crept over my bed through the window.In that narrow band of light, I saw countless small dust particles that had light in themselves, and were very lively parading around.

The little plasterer on the roof of the building, the wooden ladder that goes up and down every day, is still lonely on the wall not far from my window. It is basking in the sun, and its whole body is gray, which shows its maturity.Yesterday and the day before yesterday, the little plasterer was always on the corner of the roof. When I heard his sweet whistle, I saw him as soon as I looked up.Because the plaster was being extracted, it was impossible to go up and down all the time. When a small worker below finished mixing the plaster, he stood near the cornice, kicked one foot close to the side of the white iron water slide, and moved the other foot from time to time.The building is about three or four feet high from the ground. If you accidentally fall from the top to the ground, you will fall to the ground. This is no joke!He can be calm and unhurried, as if nothing happened on the top, and he has enough time to use his mouth to whistle and hiss the counter-reel, which makes me admire him more than my favorite literati.At this time, only the ladder was kept warm in the sun, but he was blowing a whistle and lowering it to the ground with a rope to pull the cement bag hanging on the rope hook!Probably he also took advantage of the National Day and got a day off to play elsewhere.

At this time, the slaps in the venue rose and fell.And after the very solemn national anthem, there were many cheers.Maybe this small craftsman is watching the excitement by the window outside the venue!Maybe when you can't help it, you can catch other people's excitement, so let's slap it twice!If you can't find this friend by the window, I think he must be in front of the kiln in the pottery factory.Many times when I passed the pottery factory for a walk after dinner, I saw him sitting astride a stone bed and grinding things, which were probably iron utensils such as swinging knives.Presumably he was still an apprentice, so the job was around besides normal work.But those who have no spare time can still find spare time to whistle at any time.

Listening to his whistle, you know that the work is tedious and tedious, and you can't give this friend much trouble.Happiness is with this person, so there is no need to ask him whether he is baring his teeth by the window of the meeting place and laughing, or he is still straddling the stone shelf to grind the iron tool.At lunch today, Xiao Gong had a meal of white steamed buns as usual. Happy people will always be happier than usual! This is the second time I have seen a lively event in the hospital.For the first time, I spent a whole night in a crowd of men and women who didn't know each other in a daze, and was sad for a week because of the tender face of a woman in front of me who could be slapped.I don't expect to encounter similar things today, because today is outside, and the two willows three feet away from me are blocking me in front of my seat.

Everyone who handles affairs hangs a red paper flower on the left lapel; under the paper flower, a small pin is used to fasten a red silk to write a strip of duty.Everyone wears long gowns and mandarin jackets, and their faces have spring colors. At first glance, they look like the bridesmaids who hold a wedding ceremony and marry a bride.This is a sports meeting, there are many men and women on the field, all dressed up cleanly, the men's clothes are more different than usual, and the women's bodies are very fragrant; but what everyone wants to watch is dancing, running, throwing a ball, learning to circle, etc.

I have never seen any big and lively sports games, such as the Far East Games, and the smaller ones like the North China Games. I don't know how lively and what kind of spirit it is.But I think: this venue is not much different from other venues.Let's see who can run and kick faster, let's compete to see who has the strength to throw the shot put farther away, let's see who can be as firm and tidy as a machine, and be dominated during group gymnastics, let's learn how to dance and dance better ,——During the competition, others clap their hands to increase the exhausted athletes with new strength; rewards will be issued later.

Slapping is indeed a kind of spiritual reward for what the performers get. As long as they hear slapping, the performers will work harder to appreciate it.As for the clapping people, they can't help but show puppet-watching games or nervousness when they think it's funny, let alone have other meanings. I don't know what the interest is, and the two palms seem to have touched each other for a few moments. I saw six girls running around in the 50-yard final. After hearing the gunshot, the ducks turned the twelve little feet back and forth like ducks, and flowed all the way to the winning point.For their running, I think the word "flow" is the best way to describe it.

They are like a pile of scattered tide heads, their fish-belly white tops flutter like tide flowers, and the bottom is lined with dark blue.However, this is a bunch of slow tides that do not come too violently, and there is no menacing momentum.Haha, the six of them lined up side by side!Although, like everyone else, I believe that this is not the god-sister who could have stepped forward but purposely stayed down to wait for her, but I can conclude that the two fatter ones are rushing because of shyness. You see, there are six people in total, two are thin and smart, two are neither fat nor thin, and two are fat.They were different in stature, but when they passed the other end, they were fifty yards away, and they all fell to the ground, as if they had tripped over a rope or been on a splint. Isn't it funny? So I clapped my hands, and I was still clapping alone when others clapped enough.It was so interesting.If no matter what kind of competition can go where it wants to go at the same time, no one will feel the embarrassment of being left behind. It seems that the meaning of the word "competition" may not be as dangerous as ordinary people call it. The second time I clapped my hands again, it was because a female athlete in the other group was unfortunately tired of accumulating too much fat on her body, and she rolled on the ground when she wanted to catch up.After a roll, got up and shook the dust a little, the first five were almost at the finish line.In other times, she would have given up the right to compete at this time and turned back to the team from the sidewalk, but she used the beautiful posture in gymnastics, with her arms bent and her feet flipped evenly, to reach the finish line.I admire her perseverance and her calm demeanor.In the desperate endeavors of others, since she has fallen behind, it is very difficult for her not to be disappointed and to retreat halfway, but she can remember that the clothes are dirty and unsightly, and remember that the physical education teacher usually teaches them Correct form for running; so I clapped my hands again. If you want to fall in love honestly, you should find this kind of person.Those who can have this kind of unyielding determination to achieve their goals, and the courage to move forward calmly without being discouraged after the victory of others, are the partners who can live together! If I have such a woman who comes to improve my life for me and push me forward, why can't I make a career in this world?We stay with each other in poverty to kill this youth that is about to be destroyed.Each of us worked hard to do our work, and wiped away the tears of our companions with our hands.If we don’t want to compete for food with other people in the noisy world of these insects, we will escape together to the Miao Township where the bounty of the revolution and the constitution are beyond the reach, and be a village school teacher for a lifetime.Although I can't make you enjoy like that kind of blessed wife with beads hanging around her neck, but we have gained another's heart, which is very comforting... See, this woman is only seventeen or eighteen years old.A slightly unpretentious and simple head shows that she is a person with the fate of orphans and widows. This is an ordinary woman, there is nothing outstanding in appearance except honesty.No makeup is applied on the face, although it is not very lively and charming, but it has a mature and girlish flavor, like the air in the fields in the early morning of March, fresh and sweet.It seems that she is also a poor woman.However, if they never meet again, they will always be able to find a husband of similar age who can support them in the future. Why do they want to fall in love with a poor and boring person like me?It's not surprising that I starve to death, do I want to invite another woman to starve together? I dare not think about women anymore. Then a group of naive students in flesh-red coats circled around, which was another laughable thing.Everyone saw the female gentlemen dressed up like brides, carrying their skirts and trimming their temples to do a lantern race, and ducks looked like they were eating, and they even tried to avoid the lanterns from the wind. In the end, the champion was Mr. As a result, a group of Xiaodong and Xiaoxi from Mengmeng Kindergarten also became active.I didn't clap my hands, and my face still had the lingering coldness of self-injury caused by resentment just now, and I only paid attention to the conversation in the next seat during the applause. "... Oh! My lord has arrived in Changsha! Last year I saw that his old man was very healthy. He is over 80—is he over 80?" "Yes, he's eighty-two. It's May's birthday. TOEFL has been doing well recently. I heard that he always goes to the Bajiao Pavilion every day to have fun, and he can't do without alcohol; his temper is like this." "Then why don't you come here to celebrate the Jiuzhi Daqing for his old man?" "I think so too, it's good, but..." This is a very polite greeting between the two Changsha girls, very affectionate. "Today——" It was a familiar voice who said today, I turned my head, and a round smiling face appeared in front of me.This is an acquaintance, an acquaintance who has eaten at the same table, but because I don't know how to ask people's surname Taifu, I still don't know how to address them.As for this person, he often called me Mr. Shen. Sometimes, the word "Mr." was cut off, and the word "Mister" was added to my surname.His smiling face, rather than showing me a special kindness to me, is more natural.When you smile, you can neither make people happy nor give people a big displeasure, so this face is still a good face in my opinion. "Your Excellency can make another record." "Oh, the arbor was almost blown away, and the pillars fell down, so they killed us together!" The absurdity of my answer, which I suppressed a smile and purposely turned aside, made him sound like he had to laugh. He patted me lightly on the shoulder, mixed with his smile a bit of satisfaction that he was smart and others were stupid, and ran to another seat to find some fun. I watched him stride away, "Blessed man! To be so smart, in his life dictionary, there will never be words like 'sorrow' and 'trouble' that make people thin!" When my eyes rested on a guest who looked like a clown in a blue vest, my ears received many interesting conversations at the same time.The person sitting next to him said with certainty that no matter how fast you run, you will never be able to escape the world.There are as many as five or more people who agree with this statement and prove that running around is tasteless.They actually asked such a big and profound question about some children running around in circles, this is really a philosopher's tone.This gentleman must have never thought that the end of life is death. If he could think that death is a fact, he would no longer eat rice and soup with delicious winter vegetables and pork slices every day. I have a strange temper. Whenever I go to any public place, what I pay attention to is not the lively center of public attention, but only those spectator behaviors that others don't like to pay attention to. I like to watch other people's drama-style entertainment, and they argue so stubbornly that they fight and scold each other.These functions in relieving me of boredom and depression are more effective than the movie theaters that can only be entered for 50.80 cents.Seeing that others are coping with the environment, they put on a face and smile to the very different counterparty, and the other party also pretends to pay attention, understanding, sympathy, intimacy, enthusiasm, all kinds of appearances, in order to achieve the purpose of deceiving; I think the theater of life Well, people who act in plays are not only much more thorough than memorizing scripts on stage, they are also much more artistic. At this time, in the third seat, a middle-aged fat man in the guest seat said: "I made many phone calls, but I didn't hear the answer. I wonder if the phone is broken? Then I heard your call from the cabinet later, so I realized that I came out early. .” "Yes, I've been out for a long time. I wanted to see the sports meeting and exhibition earlier. Who knew that I ran into a classmate as soon as I went out. I realized that today the school has to sort out the homework for the exam. I have been doing it since ten o'clock. It's twelve o'clock, fortunately it's over, and I'll leave quickly—" Both of them spoke in mixed tones of Changsha and Xiangtan.If it wasn't for Changsha Yali, she wouldn't be so kind!It is true that the manner of speaking can help people to get closer to each other.If these words are expressed in Zhendui Miaozi accent, it will not only lose the original gentle meaning.Or so reckless that it makes people impatient. "It's twelve o'clock." The fat man looked at his watch, "It's half past two, so fast!" "I came here by car today, so it's not slow." I just remembered, no wonder I only heard the cluck-cluck-cluck trumpets just now at the palace gate!Probably the fat man also remembered the scene when the crowd turned their heads in unison for the giggling, and the usher immediately straightened his hat and went forward. "Oh, car, with whom?" The tone of "with whom" is actually a bit disrespectful to the fat man, just like looking down on the guests, considering that the guests can't just hire a car, even if they take a car, they must come by boat. "No, no, I'll take the tram to Xizhimen, and then take a car from Xizhimen to—" The guest's answer made me laugh. "Go to Longevity Hill, then take a rickshaw from Longevity Hill to get here." The host makes up for the guest what the guest wants to say but the host does not have to listen.I thought the two of them would be silent for a while no matter what, but the young guest turned around again: "Yes, yes, the car stopped moving when it reached Longevity Hill. It's a strange coincidence! I never The Xizhimen tram jumped off, and as soon as it got out of Xizhimen, a car was about to run away. The car was already smoking from its tail. I found an empty seat and sat down. Hedden started driving. The road didn’t stop, until we reached Longevity Hill. Fifty yuan called a foreign car, and it was pulled here quickly——isn’t fifty yuan expensive?" How did the master answer this question? Unfortunately, it was swallowed up by the applause of the crowd. Everyone praised the students for their ability to jump high with a penny.Two of them said confidently that with such skills, they were more than enough to jump over the high wall of the courtyard gate; the other two who didn't know how to do it said that they were not good enough, that the wall should be at least three feet higher than the penny.Fortunately, everyone was not too serious about this matter, otherwise, they would have to call the student and ask him to carry a bamboo pole and try to dance in front of the courtyard gate. The two hosts and guests said that they could jump well, and the guest said that at the last East China Games, they saw no high jumpers like this.Judging from the style of the guest's words, although it retains a bit of the exaggerated flavor of Changsha people, it seems that this does not harm the friendship between the guest and the host. "Old Liu, Lao Liu, are you here?" someone asked from the back row. Fatty's surname is Liu.I saw him laughing for a while, pointing to the guest, then turning around and saying, "Where, isn't it?" Come down, turn your head slightly at the same time, and ask your surname Taifu when preparing to introduce. Smooth hair, brushed back.When there is a breeze, the people sitting in my row can probably smell a little rose oil. In fact, those who received the favor today were a few country folks who grew persimmons.They came earlier than us, carrying persimmons from Mentou Village to do business before eight o'clock.Those who packed persimmons in baskets sold more banana candies and the like than those who brought them in green cloth bags.Those who sell groundnuts are divided into dry and wet.At night, most of their goods turned into double copper coins and hid in the linen pockets around them. They hoped to meet in the courtyard a few times a year, and they seemed to be more sincere than ordinary spectators. .The goods were sold out, so I packed up my load and went back at some point. When the sun set on the mountain, the afterimage of the sun's feet quickly climbed from Dacaoping to the top of the Reclining Buddha Temple.Some faint pink clouds have evaporated in the sky.When I followed the scattered team and squeezed through the gate, I saw a childish creature rolling to the ground with a persimmon skin, and squeezed in front of me holding the nurse's hand with a rotten face.The peanut shells under my feet are soft even when I kick them. Made on October 10, 1925