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No scorn, only endless tenderness

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    The wind and rain are howling outside!  You don¡¯t need to look to know that this kind of weather is not suitable for going out. Riding a motorcycle will most likely get blown over, swish, swish!  Hoo ho ho!  The wind was howling and roaring, and the awnings seemed to be lifted up. It looked like a standard typhoon. Compared with the typhoon that passed by in parallel last time, this time it was pounced, and the pounce was real. On a typhoon day,  It¡¯s time to go to bed, you should be leaving, right?  I couldn't bear the torment for too long, the wind and rain outside had been raging for several hours.  Why is it another typhoon holiday tomorrow?  Today is a typhoon holiday. The typhoon is weak now and one night is enough to keep it away. Why is it still a holiday?  I just told my friend that there was no typhoon leave and I couldn't help him work. I had to help him on duty early in the morning. Now that I knew there was typhoon leave, I was hesitant about which friend I should help. I had already agreed to work on behalf of my colleague, but my friend said to me  More importantly, being indecisive is really my Achilles heel. One moment I feel good, the next I feel miserable, and the next I feel helpless.  Peng Haitong: "That year in Taipei. I lived in Taipei for a year in 2002. I lived in Zhuwei, the first two stations of the Tamsui MRT. It was a bit far from the city, but I didn't take the MRT a few times. I drove to the city.  It¡¯s almost 28 kilometers away. The rent was not expensive at that time, and the landlord¡¯s surname was Lai, who was a nice guy. The house at that time was decorated in a simple and warm style. The walls were painted in dark gray and light gray, which would have different shades in different lights.  There is a very small fish tank. The sofa is also a comfortable basic model with moderately soft and hard springs. I would often sleep on the sofa with the HBO station burning all night long. There are hundreds of TV stations in Taipei. Late at night, there are endless food programs.  Variety shows are also very interesting. The voices of the anchors make people feel happy. In the context of that life, you don¡¯t seem to feel any auditory discomfort with the Taiwanese accent. It wasn¡¯t until later when I lived in Beijing that I discovered that I had a Taiwanese accent.  I was so out of touch with my surroundings. Of course, things changed gradually, and I was still willing to adapt to life. At that time, I bought a second-hand car and could drive it everywhere to watch the sunrise.  Even if I stay up all night, I can always stay up until the end of the night. I drive to the breakfast shop owned by my grandma a few kilometers away and eat porridge and side dishes. The grandma is warm and friendly, and her eyes are smiling.  My voice was hoarse but not deep, and my grandma also loved to look at me and laugh. I was still young at that time, and I loved joking with my grandma. After a long time, I was more willing to stay up late and wait for the light to eat porridge and side dishes in the wind.  It¡¯s the kind of place that gives people a sense of belonging and intimacy. Because I have a car, I can go to Taichung and Miaoli without any worries. Once on the way to Miaoli, I couldn¡¯t help but shed tears when I heard Chen Sheng.  "June", my relationship was stable at that time, and there should be no sadness. Later, I often thought of this scene on the road. It should be the kind of moment in life that is inexplicably inspired by the lyrics, the long road,  It¡¯s like a movie scene. I also had a very happy driving experience listening to French songs. There were a lot of French songs that had a brisk rhythm and were very loud.  Singing along, facing the wind, waving in the mood, there are so many places you can go to in one year. Ximending, Shida Road, Warner Village, Breeze Plaza, Xinyi Road Eslite, Super TV Station, Tianmu¡¯s Coffee Shop.  , Yangmingshan Hot Spring, Yi Lai Recording Studio, Jikang, Qingyuan, Dake, Li Ding, Huiwen, Wenqin. I forgot the name of the shopping malls I love and visit most. It¡¯s really Taipei.  A city that gives people infinite warmth. The people there are really good. After that, the car was not sold. I still think of those days when I was driving on the Taipei highway, and the memories I had in those days.  Song. "Music Love Letter Long Yinyue: Guanghua Shopping Mall.  When I went out in the morning, the road was full of devastation, especially the ground was covered with wet leaves. Cleaners and construction trucks could be seen coming and going at any time. The large flower pots in the secondary store were broken, and the ones in the main store were broken.  The wooden signs on the ground were all broken, and all the shops in the same area were closed during the typhoon holiday. The main store had no water. If you wanted to make a latte, you had to buy an iced coffee. There is no wind or rain at the moment. The picture is before and after the typhoon.  Just shoot.  Last night before going to bed, I read through the last few books of "Star Change" placed beside my bed. After I fell asleep, I didn't even know that I was in my dream. I was still reading in my dream. I had to admire myself for loving to escape and avoid.  I am so tenacious in reading it that I could read it until the end. When I woke up, I actually had the last book in my hand. I had read the book before, and I had also dreamed within the dream. I knew the dream within the dream, but I didn¡¯t want to wake up. I just wanted to dream until the end of the world.  , dreaming!  Kuang Yue left long ago. He said, "Well, the world is not as interesting as I said. Forget it. Don't force it. Every life has different perceptions. I am looking for a pair of eyes that look down on the world. You don't have it. He does. It's a pity. He has it."  He can't stand the entanglements of the world, otherwise he would be able to find a completely different knowledge based on his invincible and cheeky character. There is no scorn, only endless tenderness. I give you freedom, give you freedom, and gentleness comes to mind.
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