Elevator sister like a melancholy of the mushroom, just this mushroom is harmless.
Elevator sister grandma love playing mahjong, dad all the year round in the outside, mother hard to make money.Childhood, she is always a personal life, the night is deep hear my mother called her name, just walk down from the attic, silently behind my mother.
The attic that younger sister's house I have seen the elevator, small, usually pile up sundry, because the space is narrow, the contents is not clear, all the year round can always a musty smell.She was sitting there, look outwards through the old iron door.On the outside wall of vine plants and occasionally pass by one or two of the little snail sluggishness.
Later, where her house dismantlement, she moved to thirty goods room on the second floor.Five elevators in the corridor, the mood is bad or boring, she is always in the most inside the elevator, follow the lift up and down.Then everyone began to quietly sister told her to the elevator.
In the elevator, the elevator younger sister can see five tastes of life.
The 17th floor of little girls like her melancholy, is probably in love with a boy, always run to the top floor.Where to fly to the moon in the top floor, the top floor of the wind blows where it, she should be the most clearly.One day the little girl went to the top floor, for a long time did not come down, the elevator younger sister with a heavy heart, hurried to descend to the top floor, in the northwest corner of tiantai, the ventilation system of large outward with blowing wind, still can hear her ugly whimper.The bottom of my heart, rolled out is always good, don't mind, partial acid, not sweet.
Living in thirty teacher fei on the second floor in the left when the elevator is always a layer of button.He looked back once, only to find that the original elevator sister behind him, hey hey smiled and said, the first floor of the residents, so that they are waiting for the elevator time is short.Hear the elevator sister heart warm, teacher fei is not drinking, one day fast at eleven o 'clock, the elevator sister see look bleak teacher fei was carrying several bottles of beer will go up.She quietly stole his bottle opener in a plastic bag, put a piece of gum into it.For the first time a thief, panicked, straight drums in my heart, but she succeeded.The next day, she went to a bottle opener, a face of tired teacher fei said: "thank you."She knew that he was not because of today to say thank you.
In silence, or self-righteous care, four sides of the staircase, gave the elevator sister has not experienced early life experience.Put yourself in someone else's world, also slowly to understand the need to do to make the perfect choice.No matter what the outside world, no matter how much they had experienced wind and rain, but the moment into the elevator, it gets good heart.
This is a story of sounds of a friend of a friend.Forward from friends chat records, the other is a girl.
She a frostbite gas "day" to lead a small white brush map upgrade disciple monsters, like let he calls her teacher, but he always call her elder sister, is also the only one called read her elder sister.
Now she a junk equipment was chased by people brush horn scold, she is powerless, can only silently to play blame upgrade, in order to get rid of such a passive situation, at an early date, however, surprised to hear a "what's the rush me, don't against her", in the face of this a transparent sky top equipment, always feel deja vu, suddenly he said: "elder sister, long time no see."At that moment, she suddenly tears.
When I heard the story, suddenly remind of who said goodbye, there is no longer a friend.
They are also good?
I would like them.
In love, I ask him: "how much do you love me?"
He said: "I don't know."
I'm disappointed
He added: "although I don't know, but, how wear also a little bit more than yesterday. And then, just a bit less than tomorrow."
Similar meaning of words, I have seen, but I've never heard him say.So I was moved.
I'm always looking for some answers.
When I was outside, my mom always said to me.I went home, my mother always said I again.Snack, she said, I sleep late, she said, I play mobile phone she also said I...... she is really want to me?
When I wear new shoes, the other people on my shoes.When my shoes for a long time, someone stepped on my foot.Where did people step on me?
Dad said he this year, more than 60, the old cough up.I said he was more than thirty years old this year.Isn't he after I was born when the father?
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My guess is that this world there must be another oneself, do we want to do, live a life of our thought.
I haven't old enough with a life, has been in today's youth time in memory.So feelings in, in this in this world looking for the same kind, find memories in an old wooden box.Like a stray cat, sitting in the room to see outside a busy time.
I know what is going to miss the future.Miss the past youth, meet the person, and met.I will also miss many years ago I, kind, sincere, love smug and entertaining, cherish the thought hard candy, just thinking of the little success each time is enough to comfort the heart, and then encourage myself challenges the next leg of their journey.
Ordinary as me, even though I had nothing in the past, in the boundless huge crowd to go forward.Who is laughter and sorrow still imprinted on my mind, it can let me have a wide sympathy and live old age, can make me more hard to live in the present.
I think this is enough.