Sitting black and white time

Chapter 12 Time: Brilliant Tibetan Years, Blooming with Light (4)
I saw her figure early on, and the skirt she was wearing was also a photo she had posted a few days ago-"It is said to be a retro style from a picture album, and it has the flavor of a Southeast Asian fruit seller when she wears it. This Sir, pineapples are cheap, buy some and try something new?" The spoofed photos paired with such sentences can't help but make people want to laugh.

"How much is a catty of pineapple today? Little sister!"

"Today's fruit is sold out, and the business is closed." The smiling person seemed to be a very refreshing person.

I met Tutu in a cram school.I was sitting in the last row. When class was about to start, a girl rushed up to me and whispered, "Sit over here, I want to sit here." There were still seats in the front row, so I didn't have time to complain. The girl's voice was pouring into my ears like a downpour of rain hitting the ground, "The front seat is good, you can hold an umbrella later, otherwise the teacher's spittle..." It seemed to be talking to me Explanation, like talking to himself.In short, the two of them formed a professional team and only sat in the last row of the sub-team, and they didn't care at all. The cram school must sit in the front row and listen carefully...

Because of the different schools, all the friendship with Tutu only stays at the cram school stage.Occasionally, I met her on the street, wearing their school uniform, waiting for a bus with a group of girls.In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, I didn't say hello to her, thinking she didn't see it, but when I was in the cram school the next day, I saw her staring at me with an angry expression.

"Yesterday you saw me at ××, why didn't you say hello to me?"

"In order to avoid trouble" I couldn't say it, I lowered my head, and spread out the cram school handouts as if I didn't hear it, in exchange for her ignoring me for a whole day...

So, before the next day's cram school started, she went to the beverage store where she had to drink during the cram school to buy a drink and apologized to her to alleviate the situation.

In her schoolbag, I can often see different books, many of which have titles I have not heard of, and there are also many horizontal editions of Taiwanese books.

"It's really blissful to sit on the bus and read a book when I go home from get out of class every day!" When get out of class was over, she was packing her schoolbag with a satisfied face, feeling like this.

People who like to read may be luckier in some aspects... Now she still loves to read and buy books, and you can often see her posting various book reviews, reposting, and books from major domestic publishing houses.

One time it was still early after class, so we made an appointment to buy tutorial books together.When she walked to the bookstore, she suddenly became upset when she saw that the newly arrived books were thrown to the ground by the staff without a single sheet of paper.

"If books have life, throwing them on the ground like this will catch a cold! No one would like to lie on the ground!" I never saw her go to that bookstore to buy books after that, "If the book seller doesn't love books, go It's not interesting! Why don't you go..."

The little girl who looks spoiled is actually very real in her bones.

I got my hair cut a few days ago, and as soon as I posted a photo I was satisfied with, I saw her comment below: "It is not advisable to use hairstyles to increase the height of life..." Another example, seeing her in a hurry The text message sent: "This month's traffic has been used for six gigabytes, and the network has been automatically disconnected. You can't post Weibo complaints at this moment, so sorry!"

I watched "The Three of Us" before, and felt that people who read a lot have a kind of simplicity in their bones.Tutu's reading volume is much higher than that of his peers, and the stupidity in his bones is also exposed... When taking the bus, he swipes his bank card and complains to the bus driver. How can this card reader be so inflexible... Also At the moment when the elevator door or automatic door opens, you can assume the posture of a martial arts master using internal force to open the door...

After dinner, I said I would take the subway back. Before entering the different platforms, I took out the gift for her. It was a Taiwanese version of the book that she had been reading for a long time, and she expected to like it.She shrank the book to a corner and began to open the plastic cover: "Hong Kong literature is always strong, but Mr. Dong has a different feeling here, I like it very much."

I turned around and found a seat on the subway, looking at the billboards flashing by outside the window, I only wish you——"Thirty years have passed by, and the original intention is the original intention."

The youth alliance is so indestructible
Text / not summer
Before Baby Anne established the editorial department of Dafang, she was just the woman in a cotton skirt and canvas shoes walking in Medog.

It's the only place in the country that doesn't have a road.The rainy season does not end until May every year, and the best time to go to Tibet is from July to October.There is a subtropical rainforest climate, and locusts and ants are as common as pets we see in our daily life...

The sky in Tibet is almost infinitely transparent blue, dotted with cotton-like white clouds, and the faces of the people in Tibetan areas look very pristine because of the sunburn on their faces, which look like blush...

The dream of countless literary and artistic young people is to walk on the streets of Tibet, pray devoutly to the Buddha statues, turn around the mountains, or lightly brush the prayer wheels with their fingers. Under this sky, my life seems to be a little different.

Even if it is just to give an explanation to the soul of literature and art in my heart.

The previous part has been so long, I guess everyone can have a hunch that the theme this time is Tibet.

Because I was too tired, I fell asleep on the sofa when I got home. The phone was not turned off, and the clothes were not changed. I heard the phone ringing in a daze, so I struggled to reach out.

"I'm in Lhasa now, and the altitude sickness makes me sleepless..."

Lhasa, these two words made me wake up from my sleepiness in the early morning... The idea of ​​literature and art many years ago was actually realized by her.

In fact, everyone still had a lot of ideas back then, wanting to go to Tibet, want to write articles, want to run an independent magazine, and want to live a free life.

I was in charge of selecting articles, she was in charge of photography, and some other small partners were in charge of illustration and typesetting.When the magazine was released within the school, it was praised by everyone.Therefore, when our original good idea was ruthlessly overthrown by reality, everyone lost their fighting spirit for a while.

Anyway, you will fail in the end, so don't try hard.

Anyway, all your efforts will be overthrown in the face of reality, and weak human beings cannot win anyway.

When everyone was unable to extricate themselves from negative emotions, she was the only one who said with a smile, "I want to go to Tibet!" This wish has not changed.

In the blink of an eye, she really went where she wanted to go.

I fumbled and sent her a text message.The two exchanged pleasantries, and she told me that all the experiences were written as guides on Douban.At that time, when we vowed to fight for our ideals, we also set up a group on Douban.Now that I think about it, I haven’t been to Douban for a long time.Whenever someone mentions Douban, they will always curse inwardly, "Literary dog, what a ridiculous fact."

Clicking on an account that has not been logged in for a long time, the mood is really a bit complicated.

The post I posted a long time ago is still there, and the words are full of youthful enthusiasm. Now it seems that there is only the embarrassment of "the human face does not know where to go, and the peach blossoms are still smiling at the spring breeze".Click on her page, the update list looks really rich.

"I decided to go to Tibet. I quit my job and was scolded by my mother. I simply packed my luggage and went to the youth hostel in Sichuan. I plan to take the Sichuan-Tibet line to be safe..."

"It's really hard to travel poorly. I have been waiting in the rain for two hours, but I still haven't got a ride to the next stop!!"

"Farewell to Sichuan, officially entered the scope of Tibet... I gradually felt the altitude sickness..."

Every word, every picture expresses her persistence and hard work.

I suddenly remembered that when we were doing magazines, in order to photograph the lazy cat in the afternoon to match the theme of being in a daze, she climbed to the tree with a SLR on her back to photograph the dazed cat on the eaves.

Obviously, you can just make do with the cats on the side of the road.

"But everyone has worked hard in this magazine. I don't want everyone to think that this is a failed work because of a little mistake in the part I am in charge of."

This is why I admire her so much. In order to do her best, she works hard with all her heart. Even if she fails, she can still continue to work hard with a smile, like a fool.

Therefore, those dreams that have not been realized are only you who persisted and reached the other end of your cloud.

The latest log shows you smiling at the blue sky, dragging your suitcase.

The rainy season in Medog is over, I wonder if it is still raining in your heart.If life is a journey of healing, then it should also be on the road.

We once asked the Bodhisattva why he lowered his eyebrows. He held a lotus flower in his hand and said that he did not want to see suffering.

But only when you have experienced pain and can persist, can this be said to be a perfect life.

Compared with you, I am simply weak.

I took out my mobile phone and sent you a message, telling you to pay attention to your body, you are a little weak in the first place.

You send me a picture.

You stand at the entrance of Medog County, smiling and waving.

At the bottom of the message is written: The rainy season is over, when will you come.

I think, I should also start to find my lost lotus.

(End of this chapter)