Old story

The buildings in the old city in front of us are in ruins. The walls of houses with white brick walls have now collapsed by half, and falling bricks and stones are scattered all over the street. There are lush flowers and trees everywhere, and vines are wrapped around the broken lintels and windows. The ground is overgrown with weeds and full of rubble.

Looking at the scene of the old city, Lao Bai picked up a camera to record the appearance of these traditional buildings while exploring. I don't know how many times I have been to the old city. No matter how many times I have been here, I will never get tired of it, because he grew up here. At that time, it was still a world of fireworks, with neighbors chatting with each other and lacking common sense. Under the old cypress tree at the intersection, idle people form a circle and watch you come and go, competing for the next sharp chess game, and occasionally shouting and pointing out the two sides playing chess. It was a very warm scene.

Now that the old city is ready for demolition, the government's red tape requires that the dilapidated old city in the city should be demolished in time, and the people living in it should also move out of the resettlement site quickly. The old city where Lao Bai once lived is also under planning. Old urban areas need to make way for new urban construction, which is inevitable in order to enhance the image and promote urban development.

Today, Lao Bai found the door of the house where he used to live. The red color of the old couplets on the door has long been eroded and diluted, and the remaining ink still can't see the font on it clearly. Lao Bai picked up the camera and took a freeze-frame photo at the front door. Although I took a lot of photos of my old house, every time I took one, I felt different. The closer I got to the "passing away" of these buildings, the faint sadness came to me and I felt an impulse to cry.

There are many stories about a small town, full of joy and joy. Teresa Teng's melodious "Story of a Small Town" suddenly sounded, and Laobai took out his cell phone in his pocket. The sound is the ringtone of his mobile phone. Laobai likes this song very much. He is a nostalgic person. Every time he listens to this song, he seems to bring himself back to his old city life, so quiet and beautiful, so he sets it as a ringtone to show his love.

Old Bai connected the phone, and there was a bright voice from the opposite side. "Old white, I knew you went to the old city again. I went to your house early in the morning to look for you, but I didn't see you. I guess you should be here. "

"Why, liu find me so early what can I do for you? Is it the result of the last thing? " Old white asked doubtfully.

"Yes, you're right. Earlier, you said that you would publish a commemorative photo album of the old city. I contacted the first edition dealer, and the other party has promised, just waiting for you to come over and talk to others in detail. " Liu said happily on the phone.

"Ok, then wait for me, and I'll take a few more pictures and go back."

"Still shooting, old white, how many photos have you taken over the years? I think you changed several cameras. I think all the computers in your home have them. "

"I still have to shoot," Lao Bai sighed in a low voice. "I just want to record these things. After many years, this place no longer exists, but they still remain in the image. In the future, these will be the city and time memories of our generation. "

"Although I don't particularly understand, I still support you, an old friend's old buddy. We played together since childhood, but we didn't work together that time, and the brothers were on call. " On the phone, a pair of brothers Liu said affectionately.

"Well, I'm hanging up. I'll talk to you when I get back. I won't talk nonsense with you." Laobai immediately ended the chat, otherwise I don't know how long he will stay.

Hanging up the phone, Laobai suddenly saw an orange cat running under his feet, with orange and white fur and furry hair. It's a little dirty, but it's a little shiny. It's like eating old white, staring at big round eyes and making a "meow" sound in your mouth. He should be hungry. Ask him for food. This cat is not afraid of life. It should be a wild cat. Looking at its pathetic appearance, Lao Bai searched his bag and found only two sausages, which he bought last night to prepare instant noodles. Unexpectedly, he didn't touch it after being taken out for a drink by a friend he met. I can't help it Laobai's cooking is not so good, but he is good at instant noodles, which is far from the point.

Laobai feeds the ham in his hand to the orange cat. The cat was very tempted at first, but after tasting the delicious food, it began to eat. When feeding the cat, Lao Bai did not forget to take a close-up of the cat. After feeding, the cat ran away and looked back at Laobai from a distance, as if to say, "I remember you, human, and your ham is very satisfied", which should be about the same.

Looking at this orange cat, Lao Bai remembered that when he was here in the old city, he had one at home and gave it away when he moved. I don't know what happened to the cat Mimi now. Alas, memories are sad.

Laobai then lingered for a while, looking at the weeds everywhere in front of him, listening to the low insects and ruins from among the weeds. This former prosperity is now desolate everywhere, with mixed feelings in my heart. I hope that the rebuilt old city can restore its former liveliness as soon as possible, and the old things will always be sacrificed unless new things are removed. Later, Lao Bai returned with his camera. What he didn't know was that at the height of a building, the orange cat just watched his figure go away until it was blurred, and the orange cat jumped away.

A year later, the old city has been completely razed, and the new groundbreaking ceremony is in full swing under the ribbon-cutting of the mayor. A city landmark will rise from here and redefine the city's new business card. At the same time, Lao Bai's "Old City" album attracted many people's attention and sold well. This lonely orange cat was adopted by a caring person. It is really a big orange. The days of suffering and wandering are gone forever. In this city, the old things are always fixed as memories, and people will always remember that new beauty will follow, and the future will not live up to the sunrise of the past.