Artificial beauty

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A simple stage, like a lamp creeping in the night sky, like electricity across the small and exquisite courtyard. It is not a simple copy in the city, the process is not complicated, but the emotion is bigger than the sky; There are not many actors, a man and a woman are all protagonists.

Such a scene is depicted on an elderly couple. The woman was ill and forgot everything before, but remembered that she was a actor when she was young, and appeared on the stage with a face of smoke to describe the impermanence of the world.

The old man spent most of his life savings trying to revive the old woman from the old days, because he had promised her that he would turn the suffering of the first half of his life into a blessing and let her enjoy the happiness of the world.

Tears can not prove everything, she does not understand, do not eat his meals, when he is a passer-by. The roles of two people to exchange over, before he was at ease to enjoy the food she did, now he entered the kitchen, under the hall, she as a sugar and treasure, every day carefully summoned, like the first love like waiting.

He told his neighbors, "You don't know how precious love is until you're old."

The old man had a sudden idea and built a stage on the platform beside the yard. The table is small and narrow, but it is enough to accommodate the weak woman, borrowed old belongings, gongs and suona sound from the tape recorder; A woman's flower is a peach broken from a tree, a willow is a dark willow, and a lamp is a lamp, which reflects the face that is not young.

Passers-by sometimes stop to watch, everyone knows their story, applause is the best gift to her, there is no need to shout, the ancients will be fully invested in the opera, not to mention the hypocrisy of vows, there is no need to present flowers, all the footnotes began with applause, and finally applause. The man is a part-time director and screenwriter for the audience, and he advances the story of her youth little by little. He did not know when the end would be, but he only hoped for tomorrow and the future.

(2) The little girl does her homework by the street lamp every day, the street lamp is high and hanging, and the scattered light mostly disappears in the sky. Waiting for the little girl was a woman who walked from spring to winter without stopping. The family's livelihood begins here, the little girl's school fees begin here, and they dare not slack off.

Their business was not so good, especially in winter, and few people were willing to help them in the cold hours of the town, so their income was little.

The little girl's eyes hurt so badly that she dared not tell her mother, but used her frozen hands to wipe the freeze-dried tears on her eyes.

A naughty little boy took a lamp from his mother's hand and hung it in front of his own house, and his mother told him in the back: "Hang it in a proper position, my father's eyes are not good, I'm afraid I can't see the road clearly."

The little boy smiled mischievously at the little girl on the wall, and the little girl accepted the smile completely and kept it in the good memory without reservation.

When the little boy's father came back, the little girls had finished their homework, and they were packing up to go home, which was about nine o 'clock every night.

The two sides did not communicate, communication is also a disguise, after the group dispersed, the lights went out, the courtyard heard laughter.

The little girl's homework is surprisingly good, the light source is bright and full, not too late and not too early, it just falls in front of her, the shadow is long, such a light source, attracting people who hurry to stop in front of their stalls, some people take advantage of the light to clean up the dirt on their clothes, some people want a bowl of hot noodles, sweeping up the day's frustration, to meet the morning sun tomorrow.

There are no coincidences, coincidences are only love.

Artificial beauty, always exist in the world, become classic, brew wine, spread through ancient times.