01 Let's go to see the sea
I stood there and wept over and over again.
I really want to see the sea for no reason, what reason do you need? I didn't even find a reason the moment I got in the car.
After arriving at the destination, I first walked to the old street of Chikan, which is said in "The Hidden Corner".
Life itself should have a meaning, and we don't come here for nothing. ”
As I stood in front of Ben Listo's shop, this line became a narration in the scene of this bustling old street, quietly echoing.
The old streets are full of traces of time, the old city walls are full of fireworks stories of the past, and the rusty door locks are filled with ordinary and happy homes.
Although it is tightly closed, the Spring Festival couplets posted at the door can still be reminiscent of its vitality.
02 Quiet old street
Lao Cai, naturally, is as quiet but attractive as the sunlight that comes on time every day.
Then I interspersed with the crowd and went to taste the sweet water shop that everyone highly recommended.
The tables and stools in the small shop have owners, and the busy boss beckons us to take a closer look at the menu, with a variety of sweet water names, each of which is very eager for people to taste the taste.
I looked at the menu for a long time and ordered a bowl of taro sago dew, which is my favorite taro head.
It's not a very greasy sweetness, and the more you chew it, the more fragrant it becomes.
Drinking a spoonful of sweet sugar water is like drinking the unique sweetness of Chikan.
Drinking sugar water, I watched the old man outside the shop set up a table and stool and played chess comfortably.
Next to it was a busy street, and they were unmoved.
At this scene, my mood suddenly became happy and abundant.
I wanted to see the sea, and it was an impulse that I had thought of countless times in the past six months, so the next moment, I was standing by the sea.
03 The power of the ocean
The ocean has always had an indescribable attraction for me as a landlocked person.
It guides your heart, and step by step it is entangled in it, and then your steps will naturally approach it.
It is an irrepressible liking for the ebb and flow of the fresh, alive tide.
Sometimes I'm so scared that I'll walk into it one footprint after another as I approach it, into the depths that cover the dead shell.
Many people went to see the sea, alone and in groups, and before the sun came out, the wind brought the humidity of the sea, and it came in bursts, blowing people's hearts.
Those small thin shadows seem to be a casual stick figure, and the movements are not clear in the dim background, only a trace can be seen, and it falls gently into the painting.
04 Scenery ** People's hearts
When the wind blows, it rises once, bringing with it some gravel, which may also be unknown creatures in the ocean.
As soon as the wind stops and the tide falls, it is impossible to distinguish whether it is sand and gravel or garbage sandwiched in the middle.
Time has turned many pages forward, and the last time I saw the sea, there is no color and no memory.
I shallowly remember some emotions, the joy and happiness that erupted when I saw the blue ocean.
But unfortunately, when I looked at the sea again this time, I didn't have that joy, and I left tears alive.
Those things that are tied to Haiying are like the scenery outside the car window at the moment, frame after frame, endlessly.
If it's a good thing, it's worth touching for the time being, and I feel that chasing after me has always been a precious treasure.
05 Face your heart
But it's never a good thing, and I no longer look forward and look up to the sea to take root.
The sea is not the sea, it is the bottomless hell and the abyss that traps me.
Time is never a good medicine in people's mouths, but a pair of invisible hands that pull the pain into pieces and lengths.
In the evening, when I talked to my friends about how I felt when I came to see the sea again, tears fell from the corners of my eyes one by one into the steaming wonton powder in front of me.
With trembling hands, I took one bite after another into my mouth, and then swallowed my sorrow one bite after another.
The pain is more vivid, even when I see the sea, such a beautiful scene, I feel that I have experienced the tearing and re-stitching of flesh and blood.
Maybe I shouldn't have come to see the sea, the sea is not wrong, it's me who is wrong, and I haven't killed the grief that has taken root in my heart.
Friends persuaded me that in the future, with indifference, or love for life, I will go to see the sea again. Only I know that I am afraid that I will never have the courage to approach the sea again, because every time I do, I will have to take the risk of tears.
Probably the regret is that seeing the beautiful is no longer beautiful, it seems to have been artificially cast with an impenetrable shadow by me, and there is no longer a gap in the light.
05Be a sparkling person
"If you want to buy osmanthus and carry wine, it will not be the same, and you will travel as a teenager. ”
The road of life is very long, the future is as bright as the sea of stars, there is no need to hesitate in the past half an acre of square pond, those so-called regrets may be a kind of growth, those injuries that have been suffered, will eventually turn into light that illuminates the road ahead.
Instead of being insignificant in someone else's world, it is better to shine in your own world and go to your own distance!