If a person wants to commit suicide, let him go to the vegetable market

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I remember Gu Long wrote a wonderful sentence in "The Sentimental Swordsman: The Ruthless Sword": If a person is desperate and wants to commit suicide, let him go to the vegetable market. .

What that means is that the dense smell of fireworks in the wet market is definitely a life-saving medicine for a frustrated person. It only takes a small sip to rekindle the desire for life. hope.

Coincidentally, Wang Zengqi also showed his special love for the vegetable market in his collection of essays "The Taste of the World":

When I was a child, I often looked forward to it Go to the market or market with adults. After all, in the era before computers and mobile phones, you could always see a lot of new and interesting gadgets. Whether it's sugar-blowing people or stir-fried jelly, they all have great appeal to me.

This attraction rightly continues to this day. In the big city of Shenzhen, the wet market is one of the few places in the city that makes me feel cozy and warm.

Listening to the cries of the vegetable vendors and smelling the fishy smell of the fish and mutton, I always think of the scene of holding my mother's hand and wandering in the vegetable market many years ago.

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In addition to the vegetable market, there are many ordinary corners that carry my childhood memories.

For example, there is an artificial river not far from home. Although adults always teach you not to get too close to the water, there are water ghosts in it. But as a playful person, I always like to swim in the river with mud, or simply dig a small pit and roast sweet potatoes to eat. Such a unique taste has never been tasted since I grew up.

Also, because they have to play marbles, the students will always dig small holes one after another on the school playground, so that students who dig holes are often caught by the principal. , and then punish him to fill all the holes.

We who cannot bear to let him be punished alone will often stick our butts out and help some poor unlucky guy fill the hole.

Adult life is not easy except for gaining weight easily.

So, this may be one of the reasons why we often recall our childhood. After all, when we were children, we were too easily satisfied and happy. Whether it was the market, the river or the school playground, there was endless happiness hidden in every corner.

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Recently I received a watercolor collection from Hubei Art Publishing House - "Corner·Aolu Old Watercolor Paintings". The author Aolu is a Watercolor painter born in the 1980s.

He spent 4 years recreating his childhood memories in the 1980s and 1990s, painting many corners of street scenes that are inconspicuous but are engraved deep in our memories.

After all, we have to admit that as times change, the alleys we ran on and the hillsides we played on in our childhood are gradually disappearing, but if someone can draw them all, it would be a good idea. way.

I don’t understand painting, but I also understand that the difference between painting and photography is that the painter has freer emotional expression between every bit of painting. The paintings themselves are derived from real scenes, but other elements are also added to the works based on their own understanding.

In "The Corner", many people or objects that were originally old have shown fuller vitality.

The rusty lock is still guarding the house responsibly▼

The old man who repairs cars at the intersection is still helping people repair dilapidated bicycles▼

I wonder if the little white dog under the tree is the descendant of the dog I played with when I was a child▼

In the corner of everyone’s mind, there will be a real space that reflects each other. It might be a pot of flowers and plants on the street corner, or it might be a few clotheslines on the roof of a building, or a few uneven bars on the school playground.

Those corners may be insignificant to other people, only we know how important they are to ourselves.

Anyway, it was our most precious thing in childhood. No one would exchange it for us, not even three White Rabbit toffees.

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