Hair essay

One afternoon before the Spring Festival, I went to the government affairs center for a meeting and met a friend who used to work in the bureau. Because he arrived nearly half an hour early, it happened that the desk sign in our unit was next to it, so I took another casual look at him. This expression is not important. I found him wearing a fashionable hat. Seeing that he was much younger, I teased him: "Director, your hat is very flattering!" " He laughed at himself: "Hey! Time and tide wait for no man, my hair is falling badly and I have to cover it up! "

"You don't know, a few days ago, I met a rash fellow and laughed at my hair. Don't you say irritating? At that time, I had thick hair. Do not believe! Look, I have proof! " He said reluctantly.

Then, open your own WeChat and dig out some old photos. That was twenty years ago. He was fashionable, handsome, personable and had really lush hair. Especially in the color photos of the correspondent training class held by the director of the office at that time, his thick hair was more obvious. Looking at him now, I feel that the hair like a lion at that time was suspected of being fake, so it is not true!

But I'm sure it's true

I was also in that photo, so I asked him for it and added WeChat.

While sending me photos, he also said bitterly, "whoever says I have less hair in the future, I will be anxious with him." I have photos to prove it! " When I was young, who didn't have thick hair and dared to challenge me? "

When I came home from work for dinner, my husband and I chatted about the episode before the meeting, glanced at his big face and said, "Dear, you should pay attention. In view of the gravity of the earth, the growth rate of face is directly proportional to hair loss. Be careful! "

"If you want to fall down, what can I do? If it's a big deal, I'll buy a hat and wear it. " He said helplessly.

"The person who wears it is an artist. If you have a cap on your face, I can only say' hehe'! "

In fact, the confusion about hair has a long history, and sometimes it is really helpless. Over time, I can only express the feeling that "when I was young, who didn't have a thick head of hair"!

But at that time ... at that time, I tried to remember.

Sure enough, those memories about hair and things derived from hair came back to my eyes. ...

According to my mother, on my full moon, the barber in the village happened to be out, so my father had to shave his head. Unfortunately, the technology is not good, and I didn't dare to sharpen the razor too fast before. With my constant crying, my little head was shaved by my father. It is said that as a result, I fell into the problem of "protecting my head".

When I was a child, I was afraid of combing my hair, which probably came from this. Every time I see my mother pick up the comb, I want to slip away. In fact, when I grow up, I understand that the so-called "head protection" is because hair is naturally much softer, not washed often and stuck together. When combing my hair, I was pulled hard, and my scalp hurt and I was sensitive.

In the late 1960 s, there was a shortage of materials and the sanitary conditions of every family were unsatisfactory. How can there be such a tall product as shampoo and conditioner? Fortunately, in my hometown Ejina Banner, there is a natural Populus euphratica forest, and its "tears"-an alkaloid-are the best natural shampoo that God has given us. Then there was washing powder and things like that. In short, the biggest disadvantage of these alkaline emulsions is that the static electricity is too high, and the wet comb can bear it after washing hair. If you wait until the braid is combed before, you will inevitably cry when you open the dry comb a few days later.

When I was a child, the rural sanitation was poor, and it was normal for children to have lice on their heads. Adults are busy making a living every day and can't rest. Losing time can comb girls' braids and get rid of lice, which is what hard-working and virtuous mothers do.

And it always gives my mother a special headache. Almost every time, I was chased by my family and pulled back screaming. In a burst of reprimand and abuse, I can comb my hair and comb my hair. After that, someone will see me running from afar, posing as an unruly figure, pinching my neck, tearing my throat and arrogant talking back: "Don't comb!" Don't comb next time! Who asked you to give me the question of' head protection'? "

It was not until I went to primary school that an educated youth sister in the village took over my job of combing my hair that I was liberated. Later, I managed to comb my hair, but I couldn't braid it. My family had to cut my hair short and tie it into two small brushes. After junior high school, in order to save trouble, I directly cut off a boy's head, very happy. Looking back now, I think about the past time. It seems that I never had long hair before high school.

When I was young, I never understood why my mother always braided our hair when I was young, and it was no trouble. When I grew up, I looked at the photos of my childhood and found that almost all the girls at that time wore braids, which may be the trend.

Later, I finally understood that at that time, the point was that there was no rubber band, only a headrope. Perhaps, only braiding can ensure that the hair is tied more permanently and firmly, and loose hair will not be described as a' crazy image' by family members. Only in this way can mothers who are busy making a living and managing family life have more time to go to the fields or do housework.

After I was in high school, I lived in my sister's house and watched my best friends with long hair and ponytails. I was born with long hair.

I remember one summer night, after dinner, I wanted to wash my hair and go to study by myself. Afraid that time was too late and my hair was not dry, I had to spread my hair and ride my bike. running all the way rushed into the classroom with a pinch of his hand. Originally, I thought that the black hair bathed by the sunset glow was moist, soft and beautiful. Unexpectedly, it was shouted by a naughty boy: "Look! Mei Chaofeng is coming. " The students were in an uproar, and I was so ashamed that I plunged into my seat and dared not look up.

That year, it was the season when the 83 rd edition of the condor heroes was in full swing. Mei Chaofeng, in my eyes, is a vicious woman who is blind and bad and has high martial arts. You can imagine how depressed she was when she was nicknamed like this.

After attending the health school, along with the use of brand shampoos and conditioners such as Huazi, I found for the first time in my life that my hair that I had rejected countless times in the past was envied by some people. The reason is that my long hair, soft and curly, looks different under the bath of hair care products.

In the center of fluffy and curly hair, a clear and straight north-south dividing line evenly divides the hair into two halves, and then combs a lock from both sides of the hairline with a small clip. This is my masterpiece at that time.

It is really "a big wave, a beautiful woman is in front of us."

Of course, this is not what I said, but what the freshmen at a lower level said. Because in the second grade, as soon as freshmen entered school, everyone held their own hometown meeting. There are about 40 students in Alxa League. In the crowd, beautiful junior girls only remember my hair, but they don't remember who I am. Later, she asked my familiar senior about me, "The student union guy with long flowing shawls and curly hair?"

Later, the big and beautiful junior also joined the school volleyball team. Soon after we got along, she sent me these beautiful sentences poetically to praise my curly long hair, which made me very useful.

So, I started to keep this hairstyle for more than 20 years.

In fact, I have been married for many years, and my sister-in-law also encouraged me to change my hairstyle. Once, I recommended Yamaguchi Momoe's sister's hair to the barber. After changing her hairstyle, she found it too much trouble to take care of it. Blow your hair every time you wash it. The key is to straighten and buckle the curvature of the self-winding, which is laborious and troublesome. So, I can't wait for my short hair to grow, and then I can do it according to my original hairstyle.

Sew in the middle, two locks, and pin them up with hairpins, which really saves trouble.

In 2003, the year of SARS, I was seconded to the office by the bureau to help. One afternoon in the summer afternoon, when I walked into the gate at work, I inadvertently glanced at my hairstyle from the huge green glass curtain mirror. Suddenly, I found that there seemed to be less hair that I was proud of before, except that my temples were not as full as before, and the boundaries between the seams were obviously clearer than before.

I must have paid too little attention to myself these years and didn't notice that my hair was decreasing day by day.

Time is really a ruthless butcher's knife. In addition to more and more wrinkles, embarrassment and less hair, you have to face the fact that you are caught off guard.

For many years, I have been wondering why my father's hair was thick until he died at the age of 73, with occasional white hairs. Why didn't I follow my father and have thick black hair? Of the six brothers and sisters, it seems that only the elder sister got her father's biography, and her hair was hard and dense, but all five of us inherited our mother's genes, and her hair was soft and curly.

Every time I hear my sister complain that her hair is too much, I hate that I can't let the barber cut a few locks from the middle when she trims her hair. I feel very wronged in my heart. "They are all born to their mothers. Why is the hair gap so big? " An egg shaped thing, why is her hair so good? "

In the past few years, I gradually realized that this is a natural law, because of metabolism, I can only accept my fate. At least, compared with those bald people, even if the amount of hair is reduced, it is already very lucky.

Recall that many years ago, my niece talked about a boyfriend. Although he is very good, he doesn't have much hair. That holiday, I went to a part-time university in Normal University and just finished a genetics course. After seeing my future niece, I intuitively told my niece, "You should pay attention. If you get married in the future, if you have a son, your hair will be the same as his! "

The niece was lucky and said, "Not necessarily! It will definitely be good to eat more walnuts after I get married. "

"Don't delude yourself, this is called limited male inheritance, have a boy, will be bald in the future. When my classmate's mother was pregnant with him, she ate 100 kilograms of walnuts. Isn't he bald now? "

Fortunately, my niece gave birth to a daughter.

A few years ago, her husband, who was less than forty years old, finally met baldness in an accidental opportunity. My niece was very upset and used many remedies to no avail. Later, I went to the provincial capital for a business trip. After being introduced, I spent a lot of money and ordered a wig made of real hair, which immediately took on a new look and restored my previous confidence. It can be seen that the importance of hair to a person is self-evident.

A few days ago, I chatted with my niece and said that she always likes to run around all day, either to exercise or to be friends.

"The daughters are all in high school and love running." After that, she asked me mysteriously, "Gu, do you know how I control him?"

"I hid his wig while he was sleeping, so he didn't dare to go out casually."

I find it interesting to see her gloating like a child. But I also believe that hair is really important to a person's image, and it is no exaggeration to be called "the second face".

If a person goes out without taking care of his hair, it is estimated that the effect is similar to that of a woman without makeup. After all, hairstyle is also an important part of makeup.

So, with foresight for a rainy day, in front of my nephew's daughter-in-law, I ordered her long black and shiny hair, and prepared to use her 1/4 long hair one day to solve the long-term problem that my relatives and friends are too rare.

When people reach middle age, we no longer envy who has made a fortune and bought a mansion, but who is not seriously ill, still young over 60 years old, with less wrinkles on his face, undiminished hair and no increase in white hair.

Every time I hear young and beautiful girls in my colleagues complain that they have too much hair, they feel sorry for "the noble doesn't have a big hair", and they unconsciously feel sorry for them with the experience of someone who has been there. "I really don't know when I will be blessed!"

Or, like a director wearing a cap, he will sigh with emotion: "Who didn't have thick hair when he was young?"

Of course, if you dare to "challenge" me, I will also say that I have "evidence"!

Life is always lost before we realize its preciousness.

Youth is like this, life is like this, and so is hair.