Often through a pedestrian bridge

  Flows up to see the flyover was the overall appearance This type of pedestrian bridge, Guangzhou, everywhere.

daily morning rush of urban white-collar workers who, in here are familiar with their brand new day, life naturally also trivial daily life slowly passes, everything looked so normal, As this complex but no one scrutinize the cities, everything is just too full of loneliness and excessive noise to give up the quiet.

this day and the daily lives of other trivial as many days, without too many extraordinary people stop and try to figure out for temperament, taste, it is like pouring a drainage ditch in the backyard of the house like lard too loud and rough, foul incomparable, unwatched, in the inability of the sigh, the days keep coming from behind to quietly, so you find when the night is already being abruptly pushed a huge whirlpool.

day like rush rush like a revolving door, I am afraid that hesitate, be pulled out, bored, bored, repetitive cycle of life, in order to make life seem so empty like his imagination, fantasy, I always some of their own desire to find a breakthrough, so that your heart feel better, like usual, I will be very boring to the left ear of the earring removed it to put on, put it removed, so back and forth cycle is to make their own feels comfortable then that is a little bit of comfort only; Another example is the way to work, in order not to take the unusual way, and others seem so looks a little different (in fact the kind of psychological suggestion) I would deliberately around a very big bend, and then through the bustling asphalt road, and then spread through a sky bridge Later, before the advertising leaflets through the door to the company building. In the inside, I still go back if justified, take a look at the heels of that reflected light touch of vulnerability. In this way the sun was behind me I can only feel that had just retained in the body after exposure would assume.

why I could not make a big detour straight to the shortcut, not a favorite to face encounter skinny girl or exercise the body, or is more than the sun's drying so that their skin and that of Hong Kong star, like a healthy and has the charm of power, but to meet their own unknown. Yes, I was unknown to meet their own heart only through specially here, because the edge of this bridge, there is a silver haired grandmother full of temples, daily early in the morning will be here to sell her hand-planted Magnolia flower, that flower is very fragrant, and beautiful, and Hee-sun usually under the magnolia will emit the fragrance of enchanting atmosphere, attracted the attention of every stranger, but most of them people are reluctant to be close to the Magnolia flower to plague the old lady, and even bent posture and stop normally proud of the steps and the old woman hurried to buy a bouquet of flowers, or taking the time to chat with her day, even if only to give her a warm and good delivery to the eye, But the real situation is that they not only did not leave a simple smile, most people with a dull, cold, cast suspicion on her thin body, their eyes and posture are all shown in the rejection even ignore the elderly people who look a little lackluster. And when I found a lonely figure grandmother, she has been in the flower with five more, and regardless of the elements.

At first, I do not quite understand why a so big on the old age, still living here in order to flower, are in this world is the only place she alone? Her family then? Her children do? Her husband then? One by one the hearts of all let me gripping endless doubts, then, every two or three days, I would buy from her by her hand-picked a handful of Magnolia flower, and then took home the company's desk or put into bags and clothes pocket, every time I personally saw the old lady took the time packed Magnolia, heart, head and all kinds of soft-looking and comfortable feeling, especially in her and in her pale wrinkled pair of hands, handing me the moment of The whole world suddenly became quiet and many, at the moment, I smelled the distinct aroma of the flowers is not, but by the poetic language of the flowers and everything said above, it may be flowers, the most satisfying moments in life, to bring the sweet fragrance of the world.

I understand that this is her affinity for each person who handed her a flower most sincere and most simple blessings, even though the old lady did not say it, but by that gesture of your hands, I read all of her mind. Yes ah, inside your mind and hands of people thought the extension, it was not only reflected a person's emotional state, but also reveals a man all the world, then, that day my heart will be very happy, also very heart calm very calm and treat all in all I feel very good, but to get it all, in fact, it is that simple. So, I know the secret of life: Simple is not artificial, it is full of the greatest strength.