Know a person, know a thing, don't believe your eyes, because your eyes will go wrong.
In Beijing, where I work from the home is far away, ordinary, I like to sit on the subway home, no other reason, just because of the air conditioning, and car doesn't have a ticket agent, this lets me think that won't come home every time, always have a lifeless face looked at me, it made me feel warm.
Sometimes in the car I can always meet the children of happy, they loud talking about their teachers, their star, I always smiling listen to them, not stingy with their share in joy. At this moment, I am selfish, I think.
I will also often run into a long-haired girl, I can't see her face, because she is always so sit quietly there, her long hair cover half of his face. And, her side always has a very good middle-aged man with, they rarely speak, but are tightly hand arm in nature, can let a person feel they are lovers.
That day, the people much more special, they is next to I stood, because too much, crowded with each other, and the girl's hands around a man's waist. I most despise such eat rice of girl, youth I loathe hid hide, when the subway station of a brake, I inevitable fell forward on his out. Fell to their arms. I turned to her face, at the very moment that zhang beryl through middle-aged weather-beaten face of mulberry, I saw all my life I won't forget picture. She was beautiful, light slanted in her face, the face is pale, the eye also can't talk, just silently to look ahead. The middle-aged man with one hand on the I live. But the girl, still is to look at as the front, as if her side never happened, what I sighed, back to my old position. When the middle-aged meaningful looked at my one eye, he also sigh, don't know is said to himself, or deliberately said to me, "outside today's beautiful sunset, but I can't see." daughter
I suddenly feel I very ashamed I fled like the car. I looked at their back, I want to just now, I should excuse me she it.
Looking at every day and the people in a hurry, we often want to why everyone in busy, why each person's face always a pair of melancholy expression. The city as it silver grey appearance, each person's face covered in the gray behind. So we see is not the same as we think.
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