Xi 'an to Hefei

Because on the train to Hefei, I saw the beautiful golden yellow in the fields outside the window.

The golden color is not heavy, it is already in full bloom. Unlike Xu Zhimo's Bride in the Sunset, and unlike Huang Chao's The Golden Flower in the City, she is shy and spits out fragrance, just like the beauty on a girl's skirt, and like the warm mouth of a chick after it leaves its shell in the autumn leaves in April.

The clouds are white and light.

The sky is dim and blue.

Ponds are everywhere, like a noble aunt in a green silk skirt looking in the mirror; Compared with the yellow at the starting point, there is more thick green, but there is already white hair; The building is like a bunker, and the farmer has smoke.

Not hazy, not clear.

The train passes through Hong 'an in Hubei, Macheng in Hubei, Lu 'an in Anhui and Hefei in Anhui. Two hours' drive, I'm not tired by rights, but I fell asleep.

I fell asleep while reading. I still remember my uncle sitting next to me in the carriage before going to bed, staring at his mobile phone. There was a loud sound coming from the mobile phone, which seemed to be a musical instrument played when he got married. Loud enough to make the word blind disappear.

When I woke up, the bus had arrived in Lu 'an, Anhui.

Block f, by the window.

I just looked out the window, and the afterglow of the sunset shone on the vast land, like the searchlight in the movie "800 Li".

The train galloped and the setting sun did not move.

Suddenly, I saw the lotus in the pond. The leaves were getting old, the old man's face was shrinking, and the branches of Ao Shuang were supporting gracefully. I can't help thinking that there are golden ears of wheat, hollowed-out pine tapestries and broken lotus flowers in literary costumes in front of the bright window on the street. In the end, the eternal objects are lifeless and hard skeletons. Although the same, but always beyond life itself. The thoughts of people who dominate time and space not only transcend life itself, but also have their own interests. The ancients pursued virtue and made meritorious deeds for immortality. But what about a lot of plants and animals? Even anthropomorphized into human accessories and embellishments. If people and things around us are a harmonious team, then things are people who contribute silently in the team.

Twenty minutes later, we arrived at Hefei South Station.

Outbound static code analysis, green code access.

Due to the complexity of scanning, quite a few people gathered at the exit, and they all hung their heads and fiddled with their mobile phones. If you don't have a mobile phone, you must have a written signature. Exceptions always exist, such as persimmons on persimmon trees, which are always unique. Being different is a neutral word, and whether it is good or bad depends on the protagonist's perspective. I saw that unusual person, an old man who doesn't have a smart phone and may have a limited educational level. I negotiated with the staff in high-speed railway station and passed.

I am staying at Hefei Intercontinental Hotel in Shushan District, Hefei.

It's only a few kilometers' drive from Hefei South Station. On one side of the hotel, there is a clear Swan Lake. There is no swan in Swan Lake, so it is named just because it looks like a swan in the sky. When I looked at the map of Gaode, I found that Swan Lake is not like a swan, but like a human stomach, which contains a lot of mineral water. Maybe she was like a swan at first, but people filled the lake to build houses, which made the swan lose its beautiful neck and graceful curve.

Opposite the hotel, there is a Hefei local restaurant called Sanfendi, which is large in scale and specializes in Hefei local dishes. It's already seven o'clock in the evening, and the table is still neat. It can be seen that the impact of the epidemic is great and the business is poor. According to the analysis of Hefei friends, it is mainly difficult to make money this year. Hefei food has a strong flavor. Huainan old tofu, thick soy sauce, iron pot purring, thick entrance, very satisfied; Braised stinky mandarin fish, the fish is marinated stiffly, the chopsticks are gently picked open, and the layers are white, just like the exquisite slices of Beijing Donglaishun senior master; Cooked Tujia chicken, a whole one lying in a white porcelain jar, occasionally put some pepper and chopped green onion, and it will melt at the entrance; Dry stir-fried mutton, long and big, tight outside and loose inside. ...

Wine is a cellar, aged for five years, and the temperature is 43 degrees. A bottle as long as 95 yuan, locals say it is a classic. Even if you drink two kilograms, it won't go to your head. So I let go of my mouth and gulped it down. After four or two minutes, I went into my stomach and fainted. I can't help smoking, and the fog fills the room.

The friend asked loudly: Is the wine delicious?

I said: delicious.

The friend smiled, raised the wine to the altar and said loudly: More bowls of rice porridge to relieve the hangover.

A big bowl of white rice porridge, rice and water are separated, and a few broken green leaves are floating.

My friend asked loudly again: I have doubts about life recently. I think it's beautiful, but I'm very uneasy. I am upset and surrounded by my wife and daughter. Contradictions are not acceptable. I remember Su Dongpo wrote a night tour of Chengtian Temple, left on the spur of the moment, returned on a whim, and walked and chatted with his friend Zhang Huaimin in the middle of the night. I don't have Su Dongpo's mind now, and I don't have friends like Zhang Huaimin. Please help me open it.

I froze.

I was thinking, what should I say?

He probably wants to find a soul mate, similar to a confidant, but there are millions of people in Hefei, and no one can say for sure. Brushing Tik Tok and playing games can't stimulate his nerves. After my youth, I have crossed the ocean, meditated at night, asked myself and answered myself, and felt ashamed of my past. A thing of the past is also a step-by-step choice of what I think is the best way to go. If you have any regrets, you might as well control the present. After all, between words, it has passed.

Stepping into the threshold of middle-aged people, there is a panic that seems to have just entered adolescence. I think in a few years, I will be relieved by other things.

After dinner, the night was dim, and I was still interested, so I went to sing.

Among the songs sung, there are sonorous, intense, quiet, melancholy and melodious.

I remember going to Xi 'an two days ago, and the streets were full of ginkgo hunting, and the stones were simple. Along the road, I came to the Big Wild Goose Pagoda, just like ten years ago. On the way back, I got on the plane, up and down, left and right, and it was very bumpy. It felt like a plane crash. Grasping the armrest next to the seat tightly, I began to worry that in this boundless night sky, once something happened, there would be no chance of survival. I also imagined the next day's newspaper and media reports that there were pictures of the wreckage of the plane. Although there are fluctuations in my heart, I am still reading magazines at the same time.

Dim lights, a quiet cabin.

Next to her is a girl with her legs crossed and a mobile phone on her legs. She is engrossed in watching the TV series The Queen of the Palace. Colorful palaces make the girl's face less than 70 square centimeters covered with a mask and smile brilliantly. She was not affected by the turbulence of the plane at all.

I think the huge difference between her and me is enough to answer the questions of my friends in Hefei.

So I told him about his experience on Xi 'an's plane. He didn't know whether he had listened. He just said, okay, okay, I'm drunk, really drunk. I will contact you often in the future and come to Hefei again. Be sure to call me! Be sure to call me!