The least Liling I want to say to you

Liling in the eyes of a Beijinger

From Beijing to Liling. The T train arrived roaring all night.

The sunshine that day was very poisonous. The heat wave hits the train station. The air was filled with the smell of substances, and the smell of gasoline and filth were mixed in every possible way.

Perhaps it was because it was noon and there were not many people at the station.

The colors of clothing are all dark. A fashion magazine once said that the preference for dark colors can be a kind of self-confidence, but for most Chinese people, it is more about inferiority and autism. Stava's hair brother is dressed in black and carries himself with ease, but I can't find a similar touch here.

Black Buick. The main street of the city is not spacious. The double yellow line was trampled and ridiculed by all drivers and pedestrians. The occasionally visible white zebra crossings are in vain. My friend who was traveling with me saw through my eyes and said, this is a county-level city.

Kind explanations are the same as comfort, touching the surface particles and tapping the inner uneasiness at the same time.

In my impression, I have traveled to border towns in Yunnan many times. The freshness of the air and the simplicity of the folk customs cannot be summed up and expressed in a few Chinese characters. Qingmian's lack of fame in Ruili is nothing to do with the economy.

In this small town right now, restaurants and leisure centers line both sides of the streets.

The crowd moved forward stubbornly in the midday sunshine. I imagined the red neon lights after nightfall, and actually smelled a bit of materialistic flow.

I have been in Liling for more than 20 days, and I walk through the streets and alleys almost every night.

I belong to the "generation that thinks with its eyes". What you see is what you think.

The few meters of space from the shops to the road were filled with people. Unevenly distributed streetlights paint the center of the city in black and white. Often prosperity is chaos in the past.

In front of the Seven Wolves store, I saw the naked homeless man wandering leisurely more than once. His hair was disheveled, his face was yellow, his eyes were unfocused, and the people around him gave way, but he strode forward like an emperor.

The entrance to the crowded Bubugao is crowded with beggars and late-night snack stalls. The strong smell of stinky tofu mixes with the Avon specialty perfume on the side of the supermarket, which can easily cause hallucinations.

What is the nineteenth level of hell? Perhaps it is the intersection between it and heaven.

Prosperity or desolation is just a promotional brochure for passers-by and tourists. Colorful, or black and white, it is nothing more than a reflection of loneliness in this city. For the residents of this city, habits determine their tolerance and contentment.

Daphne has an amazing selection of women’s shoes. No KFC. There is no way to find McDonald’s yellow sign. The commercial plaza with "Life Supermarket" written on it is no different from the wholesale market in the early morning. The unknown brands and the endless sound of bargaining have become the biggest features here.

Beijing's Shan said people here talk like they are quarreling. Candice and I had no choice but to desperately look for cafes and movie theaters to escape the impetuousness and uneasiness of reality.

The Cafe in Liling is either a restaurant or a teahouse. And the theater is even more vulgar and vulgar beyond description.

Every time I leave in joy, I come back disappointed. I can only laugh helplessly. Is helplessness and endurance part of growing up?

Candice thinks this is just a county town, and she said we should all be more tolerant and understanding.

The restaurants in the streets all have red cuisine. The chef won't cook the dish without chili pepper, and the diners won't pay attention to it.

The "flavored crab" at the late night snack stall has all kinds of colors, flavors and flavors. My friends in Beijing agreed that this should be called spicy crab.

The doctor said that my stomach can no longer withstand the test of chili pepper. It seemed like I had to choose between hunger and ulcers. In this game between modern spirit and urban material desires, people like me, the "floating generation", can only be victims that cannot be escaped.

At the entrance of the station is a street paved with loess and dust. The gray mosaic hits the blue sky and white clouds, and also hits the hearts of passers-by.

In the dusty place, you can easily find restaurants and freezers one after another.

The restaurant's canteen is right on the roadside, and the black lettuce contrasts with swarms of flies and insects. There was only one drinking water from Wahaha in the freezer. When asked about the cuteness, it just disappeared and there was no news from him again.

However, none of this can weaken its powerful appeal.

Candice and I went there once and will go again in the future. Things you don't want to do can be done again and again until you become numb, lose judgment and lose consciousness.

I went to Zhuzhou on the weekend. I couldn't help but sigh at the prosperity of this city that I once deeply despised. In my eyes, Zhuzhou has turned into a representative of an international metropolis. I almost wanted to lament our party's correct policy and wise leadership. Just when I was about to sing "The East is Red" loudly, I returned to Liling, repeating my sighs and surprises, but more often than not, I was helpless and confused. .

There are no Grace shoes in this city. The newsstand called "Book and Newspaper Center" doesn't know what Elle has to do with "World Fashion Garden". Maggie, who takes a taxi at night, doesn't understand how she can hold a meeting at night. He is a cadre and he is so promising at such a young age. Jeff’s NG still contains the songs and e-books brought from Beijing. Internet cables were a luxury at the beginning, and telephone lines are still quietly staying in the warehouse of China Telecom. Our greatest happiness It started to change from "is there air conditioning" to "get more sleep". I would be very excited when I saw bean sprouts at lunch. Every now and then, I would go to a cheap home-cooked restaurant in the city to have a meal. I immediately felt like a rich person, and I could go there. Singing karaoke at Diamond Silver Cabinet is a very luxurious act. It is not a luxury of money, but a supreme enjoyment of spirit.

I once drove several miles just to buy a few magazines. A special edition of Elle's 18th anniversary was released, and they also gave me an Elle fashionable bag. I told Candice I would give it to you, but she said no and she didn't have time to read it. I felt a little bitter after hearing this, and felt a little bitter in my heart. This is not something that a few sumptuous meals or a closet full of high-end fashions at home can make up for.

Although the environment changes people, the things that were once deep-rooted in the heart are being peeled away bit by bit, leaving only numbness in addition to thinking. They all said that they should adapt well. In fact, the word adapt is really too light. If young people lose their cutting-edge and sensitivity, but gain silence and habits, is this also growth? I don’t understand. There is no such chapter in the university’s ideological education textbooks, and the melting pot of society didn’t tell me this either. However, I understand in my heart that only by giving up can I get it. Happiness or unhappiness is not worth thinking about anymore, and whether it is correct or not becomes the only label.

I stand at both ends of the scale, at a loss as to what to do.

My younger brother has always said that he wants to see me. Stan couldn't hold himself back for a long time and wanted to come and see what this city has to offer. I appreciate their kindness and concern. Maybe Hanhan is right. Every city has its own story. When you can't see it with your eyes, feel it with your heart.

Perhaps, every city has its own character. So, what is Liling's character?

In a large factory in the science and technology park, the thirteenth prohibition is that you are not allowed to participate in underground **. At about eight o'clock, the girl from the foot washing city said excitedly that today's code is When it was about to open, there were mahjong parlors dotted around the South Station gas station. When I was riding the No. 1 bus through the north and south of the city, I saw through the open door more than once a table of people sitting around a table and a fierce battle was going on inside. Poker friends.

I have never seen the slogan about family planning. The same slogans for boys and girls are flying all over the streets. The sign written in large scarlet letters at the entrance of the First Hospital prohibiting non-medical use to determine the gender of the fetus is unforgettable. I still don’t understand what a pure woman is. The waiters in barbershops, restaurants and leisure centers are often under 20. Asking about their education background Most of them are below high school, and none of the girls told me that they are eager to study. Habits are terrible, and blind habits in a certain environment are even more suffocating.

The bans and slogans betray the city’s deepest pain.

The prohibited behavior and the wanton spread of gray rules may seem contradictory but they are absolutely true.

When reading a personnel punishment order, I could faintly smell the harsh crackdown in 1983.

If everything is just the baptism of the environment and the result of habit, why can't we keep more simple and fresh things?

I have never told others that the prosperous signboard opposite the train station exit is the biggest irony of this city, and the indifference of the window industry and the enthusiasm and simplicity of the citizens may explain everything.

When Tornado is abandoned in the darkness of an unknown toll booth, she will not fall in love with this city.

When Shan got into an argument with a taxi driver over five cents, I knew he was trying to save not only his own rights, but also the driver's impending professional ethics.

After returning home from the whirlwind, he discovered that the Goldlion he had just bought was a defective product. Intrigue is the creator of the myth in the business world, and what happened to the owner of Ruworu shop can only serve as a tourist attraction for this emerging industry. A scar is heavily carved on the city's unformed face. The pain is no longer there, but the scar can stay for a long time.

Candice has always been tolerant. It was a very important gathering with very important people, but she chose a very ordinary restaurant. If you can't buy anything, you can go to Changsha. Maybe she is right, I should learn to understand and enjoy.

Perhaps one day in the future, when you look back on this experience in a Grade-A office building in Beijing, you will suddenly find that time flies by, all the glory has been washed away, and what remains is only happiness and emotion.

Sometimes, when I can’t sleep at night, I listen to the very quiet and exciting Portuguese music and recall the days I spent in Africa, which makes me feel like I am in heaven and I am moved to pieces.

Liling does not have the materialism of Shanghai, there is no room with a balcony across the Huangpu River, there is no The Brony overlooking Pudong Avenue, there is no Isetan, there is no snobbery of the museum, there is no tall beauty like bean sprouts. .

Liling also does not have the rich culture of Beijing, the huge impact of the bluestone slabs of the Forbidden City, the endless cross talk and laughter in the teahouse at the front door, the children on wheels in Tiananmen Square, and the Dongdan and Xidan There is no prosperity and the baking aroma of Starbuck. There is no familiar northward avenue on the East Fourth Ring Road, no delicious mutton skewers and a cold large glass of Yanjing draft beer in Liyuan Town, and no temptation of the CBD business district of Soho in Chaoyang.

Yes, there are only garbage-strewn streets, only greasy dining tables that cannot be wiped clean, only the shabby No. 1 bus that takes us from one end to the other, and only taxi drivers who are always there. We go back and forth on the meter or the price negotiation. There is only the determination and stubbornness of a quaint city desperately moving closer to material civilization. There is only the short girl speaking in a brisk dialect and flashing mischievous eyes. Only the occasional good car passing by gives way. When I look at it, only the long river embankment makes Candice and I always think back to the past when we were intertwined but not intertwined in middle school. We can only safely put laptops worth tens of thousands and a lot of cash in a room with almost no locks. Here, only if you are unhappy or not, you start to think about the whole team. Only today, you are repeating yesterday's life but desperately looking for fresh joy and happiness. Only every night you chat with Rui all over the world and no one says Liling. In fact, I don't love her. Sometimes I miss home and think about Stan in Changsha and Ed in Beijing who is finally about to break out and fly around the world. J. I always recall my past life but dare not compare it with my current life. I can only remember my friends firmly. Everything is just a process. Whether you are happy or not is not important. I often chat with Candice at night and think about the past days, present life, and future centuries. Only Maggie's happiness and ease make me envious. Only The little fists that Tornado waves from time to time make people happy, but Jeff Heshan rides a long distance in the car every day, squeezes a long road, smells a lot of weird smells and is exposed to a lot of cruel sun, but Jia Qi runs around every day and can't understand or read. I couldn’t see clearly the importance of language when I came back. Only Rui was calm and smart as always, working silently for this small group. Only Candice’s always cold but always warm face cheered me up. Only the occasional letters from Beijing came to me. Some text messages, some people call me honey, some people tell us to pay more attention to our health, some people say they want to drive to see us, some people pay attention to our every move, some people make phone calls from time to time, some people just say they miss you, only, only, only these piles The text is placed in a mess, except for this very irrelevant title - "Map of Liling".

It often takes a lifetime to fall in love with someone.

To fall in love with a city, maybe a map is enough