endless roses

Chapter 51 Look, This Is the Decline
Walking on Pingjiang Road next night, I happened to meet Pei Weiming, so they walked together.I was going to take a look at Ganan via that road, but it was less than two kilometers away.When I was looking for the route, I looked at the photos introduced on the map by the way. A few sneering nuns and monks, and the low and ordinary temples wiped out my remaining imagination.

"Don't go, it should be time."

"Okay, listen to you."

The crowd walked past me, and the first sentence that came to mind at the time was: tourists are like weaving.In my memory, there is a poem written about boats and women and many people by the lake, but unfortunately I can’t remember it.There are a few pots of small flowers on the window sills of many shops. When I pass by, I can't help but touch them gently with my palm to see if those flowers are real or not. On this dreary night, they seem to be hidden forever.Walking to one place, I heard Wu Nong’s soft-spoken Su-style Pingtan, and further on, roadside guitarists were playing and singing modern songs. Their boxes were opened in front, with two QR codes pasted on them, creating a strange and soft atmosphere. .This kind of roaming, neither resting nor recuperating, just walking in a daze. Sometimes when I pass a small stone bridge, there will be several kinds of music interlaced.If it wasn't for someone traveling with me, I would really like to sit in a small bar and have a mojito that I haven't had yet.After all, she is a girl. To be on the safe side, she plans not to stay there for too long, but just listen to the live songs and a drink.Since I really need a low-alcohol drink at that time, it seems like the fastest way to get drunk.

Turning into a museum shop, many fans are displayed around.I told Weiming, let me teach you a way, let’s break into the innermost place and start tearing up the fan to listen to the sound, and work from the inside out because it’s expensive inside, and then stop when people stop, so that we can work here for the rest of our lives to pay off our debts.The friends turned a deaf ear to the criminal tips I gave, but just walked inside and began to appreciate them.There are four fans on the display stand at the side, among which the round fan with a back support is very beautiful, the fan handle is made of fine bamboo with emerald tassels, and the satin surface has a slight lacquered luster and is elegant.The embroidery is exquisite, with four flowers blooming, two buds, and a butterfly with wings hanging down.Thinking of the picture of Baochai fluttering butterflies, as soon as she approaches, it will go away.A few days ago, I was impressed by Hesse's collection of poems, "Flowers and butterflies are all ephemeral phenomena of eternal things."On the right, a lily of the valley sprouted out of joints and slanted to the other end of the fan, and the little grasshopper stepped on its slender leaves.In fact, the round fan was not originally used to enjoy the cool, but was used by the nobles to resist the wind and sand when they went out, so it took a lot of effort to shake it.The two folding fans are equally delicate, once they are opened and then closed, if you don't talk about it, you just want to tear it up and play with it.But only the first round fan left a deep impression on me.I joked with him that in the future, if I become a rich woman, I will have some spare money, and I will buy a few satin fans worth two to three thousand yuan for fun.Before going out, I saw a strange bamboo decoration. I patted my friend on the shoulder and asked: Tell me, what animal shape is this.He rolled his eyes and said: This design is a fruitful fruit held on a shelf!
Walking and walking, passing through low and short crowds, there are people resting on the stone benches by the small river.There are couples flipping through photos, sisters chatting, and there are also lone boys playing with DSLRs and noisy children.Sometimes small boats pass by on the river, and the oarsmen sing melodious Su Quer, passing by and then disappearing.I looked at these scenery greedily and looked at them with disappointment. Fire trees, silver flowers, BMW incense cars, buildings beside the water were hung with vegetation and moss, the old man was blowing the evening breeze on the rattan chair opposite the flowing water, the drunken night was light and fragrant, the small window, The silver bells move with the wind, the luster of the lake and the swaying boats, the hazy light and mottled shadows, here and now, Maokong, Qipao shop, Fan shop, Pearl shop, Guqin shop, She is playing and singing "Blue "Cheongsam" to thank everyone, the ocarina playing "Millennium Fengya" on the northern road, another stone step, another corner, and a dark music tavern, stinky tofu, old yogurt, candied haws, cakes and rock sugar pear juice... I can't remember, I can't remember, every detail is too trivial and beautiful, I don't know where to start and how to say it, it will probably just turn into these bad words.When you meet cats, cats and dogs, you just say hello with "Wow, Wow, Wow". He tells you not to mess around with small animals. A little white cat walking on the wall ignored me and just speeded up and disappeared into the night.A stone lion was painted on a wall of a residential house near the lake. I began to tell the story of using a stone lion to protect the door, and asked my friends to take a closer look. "Ah, it's really a painting." "Yeah, look, the door on this side is close to the water, and the steps are extended to the river for the convenience of washing clothes. Of course, there is no place for the Lion Town House to save money. Due to economic considerations, I simply created a wall painting, but it is really artistic."

Passing by the paper store of "Here and Now", there is a folded copy of "Song Huizong's Imitation of Zhang Xuan's Pounding and Practice", I have read it for a long time and asked me how I am, but I don't like it very much. suffering.He said that you don't understand, and talked about the popularity of this painting from the perspective of the West's emphasis on feminism.I said, it still looks masculine, I don't like it.

There are many people wearing checked skirts, and there are also many Hanfu. I feel embarrassed because I also wear checked skirts.So much JK, I won't wear it anymore.There are quite a lot of beauties in the south of the Yangtze River, classic and modern. Their clothes are elegant and their eyebrows are amazing. The lotus face is full of pearls and emerald fragrance. They are elegant and graceful. Every time I pass by, I will take a few glances. The beauty of this moment is just looking at the characters It is also beautiful.I have been here many times before, and I am quite familiar with it. I have been impressed by several places step by step. I told this person a lot about the buildings here, delicious food, which shops are worth visiting but not necessary to buy, and where you can meet. A few cats and an interesting pavement in the alley.He turned into a nostalgic snack shop called Suzhou Memory. I also mentioned this in the group. Three shops popped up in a short distance. He felt that this was a new trend, which would last for a few months.

Walking from Northeast Street is the road where the Humble Administrator's Garden and Suzhou Museum are located, and you can go straight west to the entrance of the subway station.There is a family mart at the junction of it and Pingjiang Road. This is the poor business store I mentioned before.I went in and walked around, and it turned out to be the same as before. The bread racks were arranged sporadically, the discount labels of the cold drink cabinets had not been updated, and an indescribable layer of scum was floating on the medium and medium pot for Kanto cooking.There is a Hot and Sour Rice Noodles shop on the right, and I remember a crude shooting range on the right.A few boys came towards me, but the wind blew my plaid skirt. One thing special about JK is its folds, which look like a blooming umbrella when it turns around. The disadvantage is that it can't protect it in strong winds. I just pressed it with my hands and managed to keep it from being exposed, but the situation was very embarrassing.

To the north is a classic scenic spot storefront, selling silk, tobacco, folding fans and some gadgets, which are as featureless and appropriate as any store outside an ancient town in the world.

At that time, there were no one around, so I pointed to the road ahead and said to him, "Look, this is recession."

There are small shops open on the road, and workers are installing light boxes, I am a little sad.The location is not good and the style of the store is very ordinary, it seems that it will not last long.But their small shop is being renovated and they have settled down to buy a home. At this moment, they are full of happiness and hope, as if everything is predetermined and they can no longer work hard.I really hope this business is not too bad and the smile can disappear later.

It was already ten o'clock when I returned to school, and I turned to the north gate after the east gate was closed. The Ren'ai Road between the National People's Congress and the National People's Congress was still under construction.A netizen complained about the noise of the municipal project. I told him that the subway was repaired too early. When you return to your alma mater after graduation for many years, you will be so amazed. Woohoo", by the way, he popularized several horror movies with construction plots.

The spring is thick and the flowers are colorful, and the tourists are like weaving and drunk;

There were dust and wine stains from the night on my clothes, and I was still on that road. A few nasty and spicy memories and lazy ravings in my half-dream flashed in my mind, and I seemed to be a little demented.He turned around and asked, why do you look so determined?

Ah, it's okay, I just don't know what I'm thinking, I'm drunk.Still playing half of the song, he kept silent and walked for a long time. When he was about to reach the school gate, another gust of wind made trouble. The person suddenly asked: "Are you not wearing those anti-slip leggings?" You are asking this question? It is true that you are not wearing it." He hastened to explain, "No, it's just that you look uneasy when covering your skirt."Okay, that's great, I'll tell your sister next time, so I won't scold you for being a dick, and I won't call you "you" after today.

The drunkenness of the day was over, and the intoxication it brought was far less comfortable than the self-drunkness, and I felt a little headache all day long.At night, I felt tense and asked Xu Wen, and I asked Xu Wen, "Is there any song that can make you cry when you listen to it? Jacky Cheung, Miriam Yeung, and Beyond have all played it once, no. Let me do something else." Then I listened to Liu Ruoying And a few songs by Faye Wong.

He said, "I don't think you've been very peaceful lately." The answer was yes.The person suddenly explained something again, but refused to say it. I was a little worried and more annoyed.

"Speak directly, what did you think of just now?" "Stop talking."

"I want to hear it."

After a few words around outside, everyone tacitly agreed.He said, "You should understand."

"Thank you."

Then I showed him a certain text in the past: "About friends. I know people know me, and I don't know whether to tell them, so I won't be embarrassed, so I don't need to say it. Getting along so warmly, this is a friend."

"It's not embarrassment, it's respect."

"Thank you, you are all well."

(End of this chapter)