It is windy in my city all the year round.

Turn on your mobile phone every day, and you will always habitually look at the weather in other cities. At home and abroad, see what the weather is like, what the temperature is like, and whether it is cold or not. But I often forget to look at the weather there.

After some things become habits, they become daily life without feeling anything wrong.

However, it's strange to get used to this kind of thing. Just like you used to drink cold boiled water, and then one day, because of the influence of one person, you fell in love with tea, and then you found that tea was actually delicious. Gradually, you forgot the cold water and fell in love with tea. We are always silly, and we can't tell whether it is habit or care. We are used to life without you, but we still care about everything in your city.

Maybe we don't want to admit ourselves and that heart.

No one will get used to disappointment, just cling to it.

02

My university, in a small town in the province, has mountains and winds.

After staying in the city for a long time, I am used to everything, but I can't adapt to the wind all year round. The town is not big, but it is close to the provincial capital. When you travel far away, you always have to take the train to the provincial capital first, and then take the train and train to all places to see the farther and bigger world.

In front of the library is a large clearing. In winter, there is only barren yellow land. Now, it is covered with rape flowers, which looks like the sea of flowers in Huang Chengcheng from a distance. Occasionally, the wind blows gently, and the air is mixed with a fragrant smell. When inhaled through the nasal cavity, the whole chest feels like spring. However, when the wind blows in front of the library, it is particularly strong. Every time you walk out of the library, there is always a force that blows you back again and again. It will often purr, pulling you or pulling you back when you walk against the wind. In that weather, I always stand quietly in the wind, and then turn my eyes to Na Pianhai. The Yellow Sea swayed in the wind, bowed its head, and then looked up after the wind, and so on.

I am often moved by the sea in the wind. Even if you blow hard, I still look up proudly.

I don't know why the wind is always so frequent in small towns. I'm not used to it. I don't even like it. Every day when there is a strong wind, there will always be headaches and inexplicable fears. I always feel that I will be blown away and blown to another planet.

I don't know, but I just don't like it.

03

Aunt, why is there wind when there is sun?

My little niece always asks me some strange questions when I am at home during the Spring Festival.

I don't know the answer. He thought for a moment and said, "Because the wind is looking for mom."

"Who is the mother of the wind?" My little niece asked me with bright black eyes.

"The mother of the wind is here all the year round. When it finds its mother, you will grow up. "

"Like you, like me, looking for mom?" She asked again.

Maybe what we want is not the answer. It's just that I hope I can get an answer when I ask questions.

Then, we can talk about the following countless why.

In fact, I especially want to know where the wind comes from and where to go. However, I don't know who to ask.

However, when I grow up, I can only feel the wind in winter, spring, summer and autumn. I have no idea where it is.

04

I often want to see the outside world, because the town is too small to satisfy my curiosity about the world.

So, I always travel in secret.

I have seen photos of your city. It's beautiful. I think the scenery you took everywhere is also beautiful. However, I want to see the world with my own eyes.

If possible, no one wants to see the seasons through other people's eyes.

I wonder if it will always be windy in your city.

But I know that the strong wind in my city didn't blow me into your dream.

I came to another city, the wind is very strong, without you.

05

Have you ever felt the night at 2 am and the wind at 2 am?

I looked at you stupidly when you asked me.

At 2 am, I fell asleep. I answer you.

You don't listen to my answer and continue to indulge in memories. At night in the city, the lights are still the same, but there is no noise during the day, which is very quiet. I rode my little electric donkey and sang loudly on my way home. Although no one listened on the road, I felt very happy. The wind whistled through my ears and my face. It's not strong, I feel a little warm. It listens to my singing and occasionally blows my hair as if talking to me.

It never asks why, but stays with me for a while every day. I feel very happy.

"Why do you like the wind?" I asked.

"Probably I want to be the wind in my bones. After all, I am so free, I don't care where I want to blow. "

I nodded my head.

You like the wind because it is free. I did what I wanted to do but didn't dare to do.

Then I felt the wind at 2 am.

That feeling is really good, very free, very free.

06

I often envy dandelions. Because it can sense the direction of the wind and fly with it. The wind stopped and fell to the ground. There is its land, and it will fly gently in the spring of next year.

I can feel the wind and forget the four seasons. It seems that it's already spring, and I'm still wrapped in my coat, and I've been shouting coldly.

I know it is always windy in my city, whether it is sunny or rainy. During the day, maybe at night.

It is windy in my city all the year round.

I wonder if there is one in your city.

I think of a friend who said, "I don't know, it doesn't matter, the words are gone with the wind." I told you everything when you heard me. "

We are worried about not knowing the direction of the wind and where it is going. However, it seems that it will go anywhere.