When I got home last night, it was close to 9 o'clock, and the temperature outside had plummeted, and I felt the bone-chilling cold along the way because I was riding the train, as well as the fireworks of the city.
When I left the unit, I still had a trace of resentment in my heart, because my eyes were swollen because I worked overtime to change materials for several days in a row.
Fortunately, the draft was finally finalized, and I felt a little relieved.
There are very few pedestrians on the road, and there are often small fruit vendors on weekdays, and because of the cold weather, they all close their stalls and go home early.
Suddenly, I vaguely saw a stall with lights on, and when I got closer, I saw an uncle selling oranges.
The uncle wore ear warmers and kept stomping his feet in place to keep warm.
There was no fruit left at home, so I stopped and asked**.
The uncle said: "2 pieces of 5 pounds, the oranges are sweet, I pulled them back from Zhengzhou." A bag is ten catties, don't worry about buying it, it's ...... sweet”
As soon as I heard this, I thought it was really cheap enough, so I picked a bag.
After buying the oranges, I continued on my way.
Everyone is running for life, and at this moment I am rushing in the direction of home, and this uncle still sticks to his stall and sells the fruit earlier so that he can go home earlier.
Compared with my uncle, I should be happy at the moment, what do I have to complain about?
It's a long way home, and when I walked to the overpass, I saw a substitute driver on a small tram.
In such weather, everyone wants to nest in a warm little home, and if it is not forced by life, no one wants to wander the streets on such a night.
I casually took a picture of his back, and under the effect of light and shadow, this back seems to have a special sense of story.
Whose son is he, whose father is he, in order to play his role in life, this man is working hard.
When I saw this little brother, I started to think outside the box again.
Everyone went to Erbin to carnival, and I was still working hard every day, and I suddenly felt an emotional gap.
Seeing the little potatoes, red pandas, and little Yumi who were spoiled in the sky, I couldn't hold back the loss in my heart.
Compared with the little brother who accepted the "whipping" of life in the cold wind, I am still happy, at least I am on the way home, and he is still waiting for Didi to send orders ...... in the cold wind
I continued on my way, about 3 kilometers from home.
While waiting for the traffic light, I saw a father and son riding a three-wheeled electric scooter.
The father and son sat side by side in the front seat, and the cold wind blew towards them in all directions.
The son just snuggled tightly up to his father's side, wrapped like a small zongzi, and the child's big schoolbag was placed in the back of the car.
Whether it is the father who goes home with the children after school at 9 o'clock, or the children who accompany their father to the stall until 9 o'clock in the evening and then go home together, this back looks so warm and firm.
A moment ago I was resentful of coming home too late, but this moment I am truly relieved.
We are all people who are working hard for life, as long as we have hope, even in the cold winter, the direction of home is the direction we are heading.
It took me nearly 40 minutes to get home from work, and when I went home with the bag of oranges, my mood suddenly became brighter.
Because I read a little bit more about the true meaning of life, and I also understood why they still insist on freezing outside on cold winter nights.
Above, with your encouragement!