Window

That afternoon, I went to the bank to do business. When arrived, besides the one received in front of the counter, there was one sitting on the sofa. The third one is me. I won’t wait long. I think so. So I sat down on the sofa. The sunlight was reflected on the tea table in front of the sofa through the glass window. On the bright tea table was planted a basin of unnamed orchid, the flower pot was engraved with chrysanthemum, and there was also a poem “Ode to chrysanthemum” written by the poet Wang Anshi. As for what verse, I don’t remember it now. The cold air brushed the orchid leaves from time to time. The leaves trembled lightly, and the sunshine danced with the leaves. I stared at it for a long time. I felt tired and turned my head naturally. The scenery outside the glass window came to my face. Outside the window, it is a colorful world. Groups of young women passed by. They were wrapped in red and green, like colorful clouds floating lightly. Through the glass window, no sound can be heard, but just looking at those exaggerated body movements, you can guess that it must be a very beautiful and interesting thing that makes them dance. They wore colorful sneakers on their feet. Tut tut, those colors follow their steps, which really dazzles my eyes. I am envious of the beauty of young colors. Thinking of my youth, it must be more than ten years ago. Oh, no, go further, in that young girl’s age, the snow-white Warrior sneakers, with some colors, were nurse shoes. That is a kind of shoes which are replaced by wide band at the place where the belt is tied. Remember that there are at least white and pink. Lightweight, nice. And I wear the pink one. Huili sneakers are too monotonous, not PE class, so I refuse to wear them. Outside the window, it is a flowing world. People with different colors, wrapped in different worries, were fast forward or retreated on the Broad Street. Cars passed through my sight one by one. Some cars were slow while some were speeding. Most of the windows are pasted with dark car film, which makes it hard to see what kind of people are driving. This aroused my curiosity. Beauty? Handsome? Uncle? Imagine a little chaos. Simply hold your cheek and look up at the sky, the clouds in the air will overlap together for a while, and then spread out again. There seemed to be a kaleidoscope in front of my eyes. In the small world, there were always dazzling scenes. I turned around, and the scenery dispersed and gathered together. It was beyond recognition immediately and I never knew what I saw in front of me. When I was young, when I had something to do, I just looked at it and giggled, and my friends would grab it. Therefore, laughter and scenery spread together in childhood. Outside the window, it is a noisy world. On the opposite side, the glass door of DQ’s house was opened and closed, and the sweet delivery was anytime and anywhere. The girls in uniform in the mobile business hall sat quietly in front of the counter, smiling one by one. There are still guests dining in the roadside small restaurant, and the waiter’s busy figure seems to never stop. One car in the square was driven away and another was filled in immediately. The parking space was always pitifully banned. Not far away, there were lovers chasing all the way. The thick joy hit me behind the glass window without warning, but unfortunately I was hit and fell into my memory. He Zeng is similar to those in the past. The first guest had walked out at this time. He grabbed the bills with full hands, sat down on the sofa opposite to me, and buried himself in sorting. The second guest was on the sofa behind me. I heard him stand up and walk to the counter. Then his voice came over, brother, you haven’t finished your money. The first guest and I looked up at the same time, without verbal communication, and smiled at each other. In such an afternoon, staying in the sofa, I began to feel a little lazy after a long time. In my eyes, the prosperity outside the glass window is gradually less vivid. I feel like I’m going to sleep. The mobile phone shook slightly in the palm at the right time, and the heart was warm. In this beautiful afternoon, who was beating my mobile phone and stirring my strings. It must be you, my lover.

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