Andersen's fairy tales describe autumn

Autumn represents harvest in the eyes of farmers, contains depth in the heart of poets, and is full of changes in me.

This fall, I moved three times because I wanted to save some money on rent. When I faced the mountain of belongings for the third time and was unable to pack them up, I made up my mind that if I could, I would never move in the next three years.

This is a community that has been built for many years and is far away from the busy city. The houses are old and the public entertainment facilities are simple. The people living here are all elderly people. Every day, they chatted and walked together in their own dialects, discussed their parents' quarrels, and recalled the past, which made people feel like they were separated from the rest of the world.

From the day I moved into this community, after work, I became an out-and-out homebody, living alone in the small building and not listening to what was going on outside the window. Only use the balcony and windows as a position to watch from a distance, without being disturbed.

But I don’t want to make big discoveries in this small window.

Every evening, a strange woman would pass by the building, sometimes alone, sometimes with others. It might be inappropriate to call her a woman, because she must be over sixty years old.

What is strange is her outfit.

She wears a gray hat, a set of gray clothes and pants, and a pair of gray cloth shoes, which are exactly the same as the nuns in the movie.

"Is there a nun in the community? Real or fake?"

My curiosity about this character suddenly made me excited, and I stayed in front of the window longer and longer.

Amazing things happen one after another. When I saw her the next day, she was still dressed as a nun, but all her clothes, shoes and hats had turned orange, which was very eye-catching from a distance. In the next few days, there were changes every day.

I didn’t expect “aunt” to have so many costumes!

I remember when I was a child, there were many children at home and no labor, so we were often too poor to open the pot. Every time we were so hungry that we cried and screamed, my mother yelled: "If you keep making trouble, I will go up the mountain and become an aunt. There is no way out for living anyway." In our hearts at that time, being an aunt was like going up a mountain of swords and down a sea of ??fire. punishment, so she has a deep fear of her.

Now, someone around me is actually a sister-in-law?

Finally I couldn't help but walk around with the neighbors. If you want to find out the whole story, you must learn to "lurk". Even if you don't understand the local dialects from far and wide, you still have to learn to be patient. I quickly won the trust of old men and women with my humble appearance of a virtuous little daughter-in-law.

“Are you talking about Hui’er’s mother?” When I asked in a roundabout way, an old lady answered straightforwardly.

"You mean she has children, then..." I was even more confused.

“Not only do you have children, but you are also very promising. Now you are working abroad.” The old lady said enviously.

"Then what is she?"

"Don't make it a big deal. These days, you can live however you want. Putting on these clothes, a son is still a son , Mom is still Mom."

I am even more confused.

Slowly I learned that the surname of "Huier's mother" is Jia. Her hometown is in Shandong. She left her hometown with her husband who was a soldier in her early years and later settled here. It is a pity that her fate was unlucky. Just a few months after giving birth to the child, her husband fell ill and died, and she was widowed at the age of 30. For many years, he made a living by doing small business to support his son's education. The son strives to achieve his goals, rising higher and higher, and even went abroad to study for a doctorate.

And she is getting older and has become a loner.

“She has never married again in all these years?” I asked an old lady with whom I had gradually become acquainted.

"I don't know why, but I haven't tied the knot yet. People who have passed by the older generation may not be enlightened in their thinking. In the early days, chastity arches were erected." She said with sympathy on her face.

"People who have passed by the elders? Do they still follow the three obedience and four virtues in their bones, and stick to the same thing?"

I decided to "meet" this strange woman.

I chose an evening and quietly waited for her at an intersection she often passed by.

I decided to see her and look at her feet first. A woman's bound feet are a typical feudal evil. It depends on whether she has suffered from this evil.

After a while, she came slowly. I happen to be alone, God helps me. I stared hard at her feet, but they were a pair of normal big feet.

"Hello, can I go for a walk with you? I am also a person." I said sincerely.

She stopped, as if she was not surprised at all, smiled and said, "Let's go."

"Your clothes are very beautiful." This was the opening line I had planned for a long time. Today, she wore an orange auntie uniform.

"I heard that you are asking about me everywhere?" She answered the question incorrectly.

"I..." Being exposed on the spot made me feel so uncomfortable and I didn't know what to do.

"I'm just a little curious to know what kind of legend you are."

I said quietly.

"I am a commoner and an old family member, what kind of legend can I have? You have really wasted your efforts." She said simply.

"Let me tell you your story. I'm really curious. Why haven't you gotten married yet and are you still wearing such clothes?"

I feel a little calm now.

"What's the story?" She became a little silent.

After silently walking around the residential area twice, she said softly: "I have done two things in my life. Endure hardship and raise children. Now I can finally feel at ease."

"Endure hardship to raise children?" Yes, one can imagine the bitterness behind a single mother raising her children well under such difficult circumstances.

"Why don't you find someone to help you?" I finally told the mystery I had always wanted to understand.

“I came out with my child’s father, and he was kind to me. Although he is gone, in my heart, his place is full, so I haven’t thought about looking for him again for many years. Later, when my children grew up, someone advised me to start a family again. I was afraid that if I found someone bad that would affect my children's growth, I decided to live on my own. "

"What do you think it is now?" I said. Ask.

"I know you have been eyeing my clothes for a long time." She said quietly, "I am not a monk, nor do I practice Buddhism with my hair. In old age, people see through the world of mortals and become devastated before becoming a nun. I didn't I don’t think there’s anything wrong with living in this world. My life is no different from that of ordinary people. I just want to calm my mind in this way,” she said calmly.

She told me that when she was young, she had to struggle to send her child to school. Now, her child is living well alone abroad, and she wants to take her over to live with her. Everyone wants the fallen leaves to return to their roots, but she doesn't want to be old and have no roots at all, unable to live or die. She believes that with pensions and remittances from her son, no one will die from hunger. Her son was worried about her life and asked many people to help her find a wife, but she was used to her current life and didn't want to drag others down anymore. In order to dispel the thoughts of my son and the people around me, I simply wore such an outfit to express my ambition through clothes.

"I know that my son is filial, and I also know that everyone has good intentions, but in life, everyone has his or her own quirks. In my life, people have seen me as pitiful, but I don't see it that way. I think people can Living according to your own mood is a kind of happiness."

"I am quite happy now." She stretched out her clothes and said solemnly: "I am grateful to this society for being able to do so. You can accommodate me."

Then she stopped and looked at me steadily.

"Can you understand?"

After that, he walked forward slowly.

I didn’t follow up.

Her words sounded very ordinary, but they shocked me greatly.

People everywhere are asking: "Are you happy?"

What is happiness?

Perhaps, happiness is just a kind of persistence. It is the gains and losses that everyone experiences and gains.

The back figure gradually walked away.

Step into an autumn fairy tale.