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We are all passers-by.

We are all mortals, looking at this bustling world.

In fact, I am as heartless as you across the street. I am just a passer-by. Now I am trying to live, just to make up for the world.

I have read a lot of books and feel that the meaning of reading is nothing more than making myself open.

But now, are you really relieved? I asked myself. Otherwise, if you are playing mobile phone now, can you stop for a short time and ask yourself, have you passed?

Get up early, a touch of sunshine sinks into the room, and I am the only one in the room, immersed in the story of "the emperor's industry", completely forgetting the cold around me. I always feel my neck is frozen because I have cut my hair.

Nine o'clock. I packed my things, went back to the office, changed my medicine and changed my composition.

At half past eleven, I set off from school and went to Hongshan to pick up students. To tell the truth, I'm tired of this job, but I can't help it. People can't help but bow their heads under the low eaves.

Master Hu's car hasn't arrived yet. I've been standing in Dongguan for a long time. I looked at everything in front of me and suddenly said to myself: We are all passers-by. At Shenqiu Dongguan Bus Station, vehicles and pedestrians are still repeating yesterday's scene. People come and go, all rushing for life.

Master Hu's car is coming. I will go to Hongshan to pick up the children after I go up. All buildings move backwards with the car, and passengers get on and off in a cycle, just like a person's life. After sitting for a long time, you can enjoy the whole scenery.

Passing the corner, not far away is Shahe Bridge. Sunlight shines through the window glass and reflects white light. The cold air is filled with warmth, and I am thinking: how to spend this winter?

I turned my head to look at the surrounding buildings. I seem to have been here four years ago. This street is strange and familiar, which makes my memory stay in the past, but the specific details have been forgotten. But it always feels good. Otherwise, I wouldn't feel a little shaky every time I passed by here. ...

The sesame cake shops on the street are also surrounded by plastic sheets, and suddenly it is found that no matter how the society changes, the taste of sesame cakes is still the same as when I was a child. In this fast-paced county, there are modern buildings everywhere, but I feel that I don't have my own residence. I always feel that I have been in a corner for four years, as if I were out of place in this strange and familiar city.

Everything is natural, and life is not a ripple.

I don't know if you will exist in the future. What I want to say is whether you will participate in my life. Or whether there is another us in our world.

Passing by the entrance of the county hospital, I will pass by here for four years. People's birth and death, in the county hospital bed, cycle, causal reincarnation, flowers bloom on the other side, who is who's a passer-by.

The streets in Shenqiu are still so spacious, and the cold in winter is disappearing quietly, without a trace of spring. I know it's far away. You don't have to chase it, you know it will come, so your heart has been looking forward to it.

The intersection of Oran Future City is blocked, and the engineering team is dealing with it. The tall building opposite stands quietly on the bank of Shahe River with a proud attitude.

I've been passing by here for four years, and I look up every time I pass by. Tell yourself in your heart, when can I have a house of my own? I have never relied on anyone in recent years, and the future is unpredictable. Living like this, the psychological pressure is greater than the physical pressure, so I forget everything, just want to eat and wear warm clothes and take care of myself.

When I arrived at Hongshan village, I looked at the vast fields. Under the wind, the green wheat doesn't know its own cold, and its neck is shaking.

Poplar trees beside the river ditch are swaying like dancing under the impact of the cold wind. The withered and ruined weeds, at first glance, broke the silence of winter. I'd better sit in the car. I can't feel the wind outside, and I don't want to feel it.

Follow the students one by one, and my worries will be put down. Inexplicable fear along the way, eyes looking at the distant scenery, the heart is always looking forward to getting to school soon. After more than three hours of tossing, I finally got to school. I think I was the last car to arrive.

When the children get off the bus in turn, I always remember to remind them, "Have you got everything? Don't forget! " The students returned to their classes, and I sent a message in the group saying that the children arrived at school safely, so parents don't have to worry. Then there is the change of composition. Help students fill out meal cards.

After dinner, arrange students to do their homework. Then there will be a meeting, in my opinion, a meeting with nothing important.

In fact, after working for a long time, you will find that life is not what you want. You just complain about the unhappiness in life, but forget the happiness brought by work itself. This is like the front and back of a plastic sheet, both of which are plastic sheets, but with a transparent film on it, the distance between people is far away.

After the meeting, I was not idle either. I helped the class teacher make the courseware for the parents' meeting. I worked hard for two hours and finally got the finished product. You won't argue. My hands and feet were frozen, but I forgot not to write a lesson plan.

What will tomorrow be like? The moment I turned off the computer, I silently asked myself.

Looking at the long corridor, there seems to be no end, air leakage everywhere, wrapped in the collar of clothes, and hurried to the dormitory.

It's very cold. Close the door. I poured hot water and washed my hands. I still feel the cold air around me, lingering.

We only come to this world once, and we must do what we like. Love the person you like, only like can please yourself.

Also, you should save money well. If you have more money, you will also feel safe.

Why and how to live, most people don't know and don't pay attention to it, but life is like this. Is there a hierarchy, just like grass, which grows green in spring and turns yellow in winter?

Thank you for reading my words. I'm sleepy. You stayed up late. Go to bed early! !

Good Night! Sweet dream!