That ancient prose

I spent my boyhood in an alley near Dapu Bridge in Shanghai.

Living in a private house on two floors. Grandpa, grandma and uncle live under them; The second floor is where my parents and brothers are. Fortunately, there is a balcony less than 10 square meter on the second floor, which is an activity area except for stacking some sundries.

Every summer night, in order to avoid the heat in the house, a large family moved chairs and stools to the terrace above, with a table in the middle and brewed tea on it, and then heard a cattail fan make a cool breeze.

If the weather is fine, the moon in Huang Chengcheng is hanging not far away. When you pick up the teacup, you can see it fluttering at the bottom of the cup. Crickets don't know where they are chirping. The water in Rihui Port, not far away, has been ringing, mixed with the intermittent chirping of cicadas. How comfortable our whole family is!

Later, when I came of age, this peace and tranquility was broken.

First, a building, then a building, with the thunder of drill bits, steel bars and earthwork car, rose from our balcony day by day, which not only covered the light of the balcony, but also covered the moon.

Later, the officials of the mother's unit sympathized with the difficulties of workers' housing conditions and allocated two more bedrooms. In Huangpu District, the geographical location is very good, and it is not too far from the Bund, so I moved here and lived happily.

Not an independent portal, but a unit of three households, coal and health; It's not a new building, it's an addition to the original three-story building. It's already an old house, with more than a dozen families. It is precisely because of the irregular addition of floors that there is a narrow open space between the north and south rows of houses. You can walk naturally during the day and become a public balcony at night. At that time, most people couldn't install air conditioning, turning on the fan hindered thrift, and the thermal insulation of the top floor was poor, so in the summer evening, we could see a vivid picture of human fireworks-

Families have moved the balcony on the dining table, of course, at their own door. The men were drinking beer and shaking their fans with bare arms. Children run around and experience the fun of fresh air; The younger one was held in her arms by her mother and nursed. The old people labored to bring plates out of the kitchen.

Eat until the moon can show its shape, and it will be almost the same. Each family put away their tableware and foldable desktops and went back to the house, and the balcony suddenly quieted down.

Soon, the night will be deep.

The moonlight came all the way to my window, perhaps to comfort my withered manuscript paper. At this time, I was like a poet, racking my brains for a few lines all day. If there is a good sentence occasionally, it will flash from the eyes and the pen will rustle like a drizzle; If you always fail and freeze on paper without conveying your meaning, you will be at a loss. Your brain is like an iron lock, and you can't untie it. So loneliness strikes and sadness comes to mind; So I unconsciously led by moonlight, the upper terrace, I seem to see Li See Taibai's secret eyes again and again in the night sky, as if I heard him talking:

Why bother yourself. Raise the cup in your heart, invite the poem to the bright moon, and make it into three.

Li Taibai! Can you also hear my silent sigh?

..... This dream-chasing age drifted leisurely in the ocean of literature, and the moonlight disappeared with it: a 40-story giant rose from the ground seven meters apart. Not only did I turn my window into a deaf ear, but the moon also hid. I can't invite her to raise her glass!

As time went by, I was sent to my thirties. Old, and moved.

The community here is relatively quiet, and the room type is passable. I especially like the half-moon balcony outside the hall, which is five square meters. When I stand up, I can see the Oriental Pearl and the glittering Jinmao Tower in the distance. These two buildings, located in Lujiazui Financial and Trade Zone, Pudong, are landmarks of Shanghai. In fact, I can have a glimpse from the balcony. One of the considerations for buying a house at the beginning was also here: the view. But it's not just these two buildings. The good thing is that the moon comes to see me again every night, spreading its wings with a halo and flying high. In hot summer, I often invite friends from three to five to hold a banquet on the balcony. Tired of the refrigeration of the air conditioner, I always want to open the door to cool off.

Stop here and push a glass for a change. The moonlight is full of stars. As a result, everyone's wisecracks flew all over the sky, as if inspired, and even you sang sentence by sentence. ...

How do you know this beauty will soon be gone?

I don't know when, but another three or five buildings have risen quietly. They stood on the left front and looked out from my balcony, which not only cut off my view of the Oriental Pearl and Jinmao Tower, but also drove the moon away. I often stand on the balcony and wait for a while, thinking about her whereabouts and the fate of my separation from her. I don't know if I can move again in the future, and if I can reflect her in a cup, hold her in my arms and put her so close in my dream!

My moon says goodbye to me, and my cup is a little sparse. Although I still meet her from other places from time to time, she seems to have changed, lost her charm and looks unlike me.

Although my own moon said goodbye to me, it was always because the sun in this great city rose!

Second, my cousin.

I have a seventeen-year-old cousin. Although he is the same age as my nephew, he is my cousin. His father is my uncle.

At such an age of chasing dreams, she is physically strong, with beautiful eyes and clear eyebrows, and is polite. On weekdays, he refused to study hard, and put stars on the wall beside his bed, as if it were his homework that he often reviewed.

Because the family was poor and my mother was laid off, my father went to Japan to work for a living, doing some chores such as nailing wooden boxes and carrying heavy objects, getting some yen and sending it home quickly.

My cousin knows how to love his mother. After dropping out of school, he went to the mail express company to apply for a job privately, and rode his bicycle to and from the city every day, becoming an agile messenger. A thin salary of 500 yuan a month can always save some money to supplement the family.

Every time I see him climb higher and higher, I always feel youthful and healthy. I talked to him with my head down, so I had to give up being my eldest brother.

I don't want to make another phone call suddenly. My cousin is ill. At first, he was hot and dry, then he was weak, and then he trembled. He has been in the hospital. The hospital said that he had one disease in 100,000 people: myasthenia gravis. How can you shrink with the age of growing muscles every day? Holding the microphone, I froze.

So I rushed to visit him.

I prepared a flower basket and several bags of food first. Before I went to the hospital bed, this was my cousin-

The whole body is swollen, the face is as big as a basin, perhaps because of hormone injection, and the skin is like a hot rash. My cousin cried before he could say anything. He mumbled "Brother" and didn't look away or say anything. His mother took me aside and told me his illness with red eyes: his body is no longer flexible, his immunity is extremely low, he can't catch a cold, he has a cold, and he can't take a bath as prescribed, otherwise it may lead to complications.

Beautiful youth has been destroyed like a flower. I can only say something comforting. My nose is sore first.

The next question is a bit serious-

High medical expenses (the child has never been insured), accompanying his staff day and night, how can the father answer correctly when calling? After the whole family agrees, everyone will share the cost, and no one is allowed to be stingy. Gamma globulin is a key drug to enhance immunity. The price prescribed by the hospital is five bottles of * * * 20,000 for one course of treatment, but according to my cousin's situation, at least three courses are 60,000. Sixty thousand yuan! His mother's monthly laid-off allowance is only 200 yuan, and his father's saved yen is not enough to pay off debts abroad. My uncle said that acquaintances can buy this medicine at ex-factory price. Out of sympathy, the hospital agreed that the drug could solve itself. Later, it actually became, saving 5 thousand per course of treatment.

Because the whole family has lent a helping hand from their respective economic difficulties, they can temporarily solve part of the cost problem. Daily chores, such as feeding, picking shit and urinating, and communicating with doctors, are shared by several uncles and aunts or their other half. I also want to hire a part-time worker to take care of his sick body. First of all, I feel uneasy. Second, it was shelved for fear of increasing his loneliness.

The hardest thing to deal with was his father, and sure enough, he called. At first, it was said that your son and classmates had traveled abroad and would not come back for a week. Later, he said that he studied computer and entered the class. Recently, he lived in a good classmate's house. After that, there is no credible reason. Children's home, no matter how busy, can't always stay at home? When the whole family was puzzled, my cousin actually said that he wanted to talk to his father. He picked up my mobile phone and dialed Tokyo:

"ABBA, how are you? I really live in my classmate's house recently. It doesn't matter. Don't worry, I will study computer well with my classmates ... "

Cousin speaks easily and feels as usual. I clearly know that he is suppressing his father's feelings in order to confuse him. After hanging up the phone, he spoke to us in a gentle tone. Don't tell his father about it. First, I'm afraid he will be worried. Secondly, if his father knew the truth, he would probably give up his business in Japan and would have come back to visit him. How can my father pay his debts if he can't make money like this? How can you raise your own disease? Although we can get together, it will make our future life worse and more difficult. ...

After listening to his words, I can't help but respect my young cousin. How thoughtful of him!

After a long time, the condition did not improve. His father is getting more and more confused in Japan. Although his mother wants to be self-reliant, after all, women, crying on the phone, are complaining. A few days later, his father telegraphed us to pick up the plane, saying that his son was his life and he would give up everything and take good care of his son.

When we went to see him at the airport, we were all stupid-

He was pushed all the way by a flight attendant in a wheelchair, and his legs and feet were tied with thick plaster. How did this happen?

It turned out that he was shocked to learn about his son and his spirit was hit hard. He was walking in a trance in the streets of Tokyo and was hit by a car. And this car, unexpectedly also ran away like the imperial army. His leg was broken and almost disabled. After simple treatment in a hospital in Tokyo, he strongly demanded to return to China, which led to the scene just now.

Yes, I will, but there is another patient in this family who needs bed rest. The son is in the upper ward and the father is in the lower ward. Before the operation, the father insisted on seeing his son in a wheelchair. When we all witnessed this scene, our tears began to fall.

Finally, the father and son left the hospital one after another. Cousin seems to be lying in bed for a long time, and still feels uncomfortable. The family discussed privately: I am afraid that the child's illness can't be carved out of the roots, and it is difficult to get married in the future, because his kidney has problems, and he can only slowly recuperate at home.

Because of being with her father all day, my cousin's mood has stabilized a little, and she occasionally smiles. She said seventeen again. His father limped on crutches and couldn't even walk normally. He seems to be disabled.

Father and son also watched TV together and chatted, thus comforting and encouraging each other.

As for my cousin's mother, that is, my aunt, thanks to the pity and care of the cadres in the lane, she is doing a four-square-meter business in the simple shed built in their community. Besides preparing three meals for two sick people every day, what she yearns for every day is diligence and her face is getting thinner.

The sympathy won by the weak forced her to become strong again.

Every time I visit them, I always feel that there is only one heart left in this family, because they are all crowded together.

On the way home, I looked at the flashing lights and the surging traffic, as if I heard the magnificent symphony of the soul behind the forest-like tall building-

The hope of this city and the people who silently and stubbornly seek survival for this hope, their ordinary, their greatness. So my heart is a little sad, a little hot, and my eyes can't stop wetting. An unprecedented courage drove away my timidity and cowardice. ...