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Xiangzi's hand was shaking even more. He picked up the insurance policy and pulled up the car, almost crying. Pull to a secluded place, study your car carefully and try to see your face on the paint board! The more you look at it, the cuter it is. Even if it doesn't meet your ideal, you can forgive it, because it is already your own car. Seeing that the car seemed to have a rest, he sat on the new cushion of the water dustpan and looked at the shiny brass horn on the handlebar. It suddenly occurred to him that he was twenty-two years old this year. Because his parents died early, he forgot when his birthday was. He hasn't celebrated his birthday since he came to town. Well, I bought a new car today, even on my birthday. It is easy to remember that people own cars. Besides, I made the car by myself, so nothing can't be counted together. How to live this "double life"? Xiangzi had an idea: the first business must attract a well-dressed person, and it must not be a woman. It is best to pull to the front door, followed by Dongan market. Yes, he should have a meal at the best food stall, such as hot sesame seed cake with fried mutton. After eating, if there is a good deal, Dora one or two; If not, take a bus; Today is my birthday! Since having this car, his life has become more and more exciting. No matter whether it is a monthly payment or a scattered seat, he doesn't have to worry about the "car share" every day, and how much money he pulls is his own. If you are comfortable, you will be more friendly to people and your business will be more satisfactory. After pulling for half a year, his hope is even greater: at this rate, after working for two years, at most, he can buy another car, one car, two cars … and start a factory! Appreciation: Xiangzi sacrificed a lot to buy a car. It took him three years to buy it. Of course, he is very excited. His mood can be seen from his words, actions and thoughts. As for "the day when Xiangzi bought a car was also his birthday", although it was just a coincidence, we can see that God was secretly helping Xiangzi. After reading this passage, everyone will be happy for Xiangzi's success and celebrate for him. This is the charm of Lao She's "people's artist" language.

His figure and muscles have developed to the front of his age; He is in his twenties and very tall. Although his limbs have not been cast into a certain pattern by years, he has become an adult-an adult with a naive and naughty look on his face. Looking at the senior driver, he figured out how to cut into his waist and tighten it a little bit. ) to show his iron fan-like chest and straight back; Look at your shoulders, how wide and dignified! Kill the waist, then put on white trousers with fat legs, and tie them with chicken intestines to reveal those "out of size" big feet! Yes, he can undoubtedly be the best driver; He smiled at himself like a fool.

He has no appearance, what makes him lovely is the spirit on his face. The head is not very big, round eyes, fleshy nose, two short and thick eyebrows, and the head has been shaved. There is no excess meat on the cheeks, but the neck is similar to the side of the head. ) thick; The face is always red, especially bright is a big scar between the cheekbone and the right ear-I slept under a tree when I was a child and was bitten by a donkey. He pays little attention to his appearance. He loves his face as much as he loves his body. It is so strong and hard. He seems to count his face in his limbs, as long as it is hard. Yes, he can stand on his head for half a day when he gets to the city. Standing like this, he feels like a tree, and there is no place up and down that is not quite detached.

He is a bit like a tree, strong, silent and alive. He has his own plan and some brains, but he is not good at telling others. In foreign rickshaws, personal grievances and difficulties are the words of the public. In the "car entrance", in the small teahouse, in the courtyard, everyone is reporting, describing or clamoring for their own things, and then these things become everyone's property, spreading from one place to another like folk songs. Xiangzi, a countryman, is not as eloquent as a city man; If he has a glib tongue, he is born unwilling to talk more, so he doesn't want to learn from the loquacity of city people. He knows his own business and doesn't like to discuss it with others. Because his mouth is always idle, he has time to think, and his eyes always seem to look at his heart. As long as he has made up his mind, he will go along the road opened in his heart; If he can't leave, he can bite his teeth for a day or two without saying a word, just like biting his own heart!

He decided to pull the cart, so he pulled it. He rented a broken car to practice his legs first. I didn't get the money on the first day The business was good the next day, but after lying down for two days, my ankle was swollen like two scorpions and I couldn't lift it anymore. No matter how painful it was, he endured it. He knew it was inevitable, and it was a hurdle that the coachman had to cross. He won't dare to run boldly unless he passes this level.

After his foot was cured, he dared to run away. This makes him very happy, because there is nothing else to be afraid of: he is familiar with place names, even if it doesn't matter sometimes, but he has great strength. The method of pulling a cart is not difficult to understand with his experience in pushing, pulling, carrying and picking. And he has his own ideas: be more careful and fight less, and probably nothing will happen. As for bargaining for seats, his mouth is slow and full of anger, but he can't shake off those old campaigners. Knowing this shortcoming, he simply did not go to the "car entrance"; Where there is no car, he puts it there. In this secluded place, he can bargain calmly, and sometimes refuse to make an offer, just saying "sit down and watch!" " "His appearance is so honest, his face is so simple and lovely, people seem to have to trust him and dare not think that this stupid big man can knock people. Even if people are suspicious, they can only suspect that he is an old country man. He is new here and probably doesn't know the way, so he can't say the price. So people will ask, "Do you know each other? "He laughed like a fool and like a flirt, let a person don't know what to do.

Two or three weeks later, his leg slipped out. He knows that his running style is beautiful. Running is a proof of a driver's ability and qualification. The one who curled up like a cattail leaf fan on the ground is undoubtedly a novice who just came from the countryside. Head is very low, feet rub the ground. Running and walking are almost the same speed, and those who run quite well are all elderly people over 50 years old. Experienced and weak, there is still a way; The chest should be tolerant and deep; Legs raised; Walk the probe; In this way, they appear to be running hard, but in fact they are not faster than others at all; They rely on "habits" to maintain their dignity. Xiangzi would certainly not accept these gestures. His legs are long, his waist is steady, he doesn't make much noise when running, and he is a little flexible one step at a time, so that the handlebar doesn't move and the seat feels safe and comfortable. Say stop, no matter how fast you run, your big foot will stop when it touches the ground; His power seems to reach all parts of the car. His back is slightly bent, his hands are loosely holding the handlebar, and his movements are neat and accurate; You can't see the rush, but you run very fast, very fast, and there is no danger. Even in rickshaw pullers, it is very expensive.

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Xiangzi is a driver in old Beijing. He started his "devil" fate as a rickshaw puller with a struggling heart. His original dream was to exchange his efforts for a rickshaw. He firmly believes that with his strong body and broad mind, he will be able to embrace a happy tomorrow. So he pushed forward desperately, as if all the difficulties were insignificant in his eyes, and he would not fall. Even if you accidentally fall on a rubber, you won't stagnate.

Maybe fate played a trick on Xiangzi on purpose. He finally got the rickshaw he had been waiting for for for a long time through hardships. He is very happy about it. With this enthusiasm, he seemed to work harder. Later, his rickshaw was seized by soldiers, but he didn't give up and bought another rickshaw by his own efforts. However, fate played a trick on people, and what little savings he had saved was taken away. This tragedy has been staged three times. Xiangzi was depressed, confused and depressed, and his previous efforts faded. He is no longer struggling to move forward. Is he getting worse or smarter?

Maybe fate is deliberately torturing Xiangzi. Tigress, the daughter of Si Liu, the owner of a car factory, married Xiangzi and died in childbirth. Everything seems to be arranged. Xiangzi had no time to plan his future, and time passed in a hurry. His initial dream was far away, but I was out of reach. Suddenly, it was difficult for Xiangzi to see the scene before him clearly, as if nothing had changed, but everything was so strange. His motivation for progress turned into resistance.

Maybe fate is deliberately tearing up Xiangzi. He suddenly fell from a senior driver to a junior driver, cheating, eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, and his life that he never dared to think about before has now become a reality. The reality is cruel, but for Xiangzi, maybe your life is more comfortable than a just life. He didn't work as hard as before, he forgot his vision, and he knew that he lived for happiness, not for the happiness of others. But for his own happiness. This brand-new Xiangzi may be the "green food" of the dark society. Selfishness and generosity, hypocrisy and sincerity, lies and trust, pain and happiness are integrated in Xiangzi's world. The existence of truth, goodness and beauty is like a flame on an ice peak, although it is dazzling.

Will be fleeting. The footprints left by the years are only endless sadness and pain.

He is not alone, behind him are countless others, and at his feet are countless lives made up of him. He tried, he succeeded, he was sad, he was happy, he seemed to have everything, because he always had nothing.