The whole world became cold and damp. People's lives are also soaked in the rain. The difference is that after rain, the wet world will return to its original shape, while the wet life may wrinkle and collapse.
In the early morning, the fallen leaves piled up under the trees were beautiful, but no one cared about them. People dressed in black suits, black skirts, and black leather shoes silently merged into the ranks in the street from all directions, running in the same direction, as if the black-clothed army formed in tacit understanding went to the battlefield together.
The workplace is the battlefield. People are on the front line, and they must be busy and forget themselves. As for them themselves, not many people would care about them. Once someone takes the initiative to note, it may be a disaster.
Sasaki Ryuhei, middle-aged, in his forties, is the head of the general affairs section of a well-known club. The boss suddenly asked him to talk, and after he finished his polite words, the boss went straight to the point and asked Long Ping what ability he thought he had. This is a question that can be answered in all directions. When a superior needs to abandon a subordinate to reduce costs, and when a general needs to sacrifice a soldier to win, the questioning from top to bottom is both the prelude and the end. ability? No, ability is not an issue at all. While abandonment and sacrifice are going on, all can only answer - no problem.
Long Ping lost his job with hatred. He wandered down to the parks where the unemployed and the homeless congregated, where people were like each other, complaining about themselves, or feeling sorry for each other. People sat and stood still, like lone geese abandoned by geese, left alone, and no longer counted as migratory birds.
Fate is cruel, and reality is even crueler. The only way out is to find odd jobs. Long Ping trotted over, and he squeezed past the endlessly long queue. The day's quota was over, and he had no chance. When he got home, he had to go home. However, from now on, he needed to live with his bare hands. Suddenly, he did not have the confidence to enter the house. He struggled to get around the fence and climb the fire ladder to get into the house.
Long Ping's self-esteem suffered a huge blow, but he decided to keep it a secret. He was still well-dressed and walked out of the house confidently in the early morning, like a man who continued to work hard for his family. The odd jobs introduced by the agent were almost insulting to him. The charity free lunch lined up in the park was really unpalatable, so he couldn't go home too early in order to pretend to be. In the endless anxiety and anger, he met his high school classmate Kurobe.
Also unemployed, Blackbeard is simply an outlier. Black Beard can fake the perfect illusion of "I'm busy", and is familiar with various matters and processes in the unemployed life. Long Ping suddenly felt that the black beard was simply an idol, and he also needed this kind of tight disguise to maintain himself, maintain dignity, and maintain authority.
So, concealment kept life divided. Long Ping tried his best to maintain his authority in front of his family as an inner make up, and then he was alone in a nightmare that he could barely wake up from until his face was full of blue veins and his neck was red; in the process of looking for a job, he Put down your body and endure all kinds of humiliation, mockery, and even teasing from recruiters younger than you. Good luck makes people, the high-spirited time is gone forever. Middle-aged people like him and Black Beard were abandoned by the company, abandoned by the times, thrown into the bottom of the valley, into the abyss, and if they insisted on looking at the future, they were probably caused by unemployed vagabonds. Slowly reduced to homeless, wandering around.
Finally, the water-tight black beard couldn't take it anymore. He suspected that his wife had already suspected him. How could this work? The illusion must be perfect. He was smart and could use all means and props. He invites Yong Pyong to pretend to be his colleague and come back to his house for dinner. During the banquet, Black Beard spared no effort to perform. He wanted to be a little bossy to his wife and exercised the authority of the head of the family, but he could not hide the embarrassment of his family. position is very stable. Black Beard's wife couldn't bear it anymore, her hand holding the chopsticks froze in the air, and she turned her face and glanced at Black Beard. With just this glance, Kurobeard, who was experiencing a climax in the drama he wrote and directed, also instantly became rigid. In a puppet show, it is necessary to be both a puppet and a person who influences the puppet, and the black beard can only reveal its contents. It seems that the overlord Xiang Yu, in order to show off his amazing physical strength, did not lift the chair he was sitting on after all. Lying in the face of the closest family members is simply a self-battle, with both spears and shields, bruised and bruised, and the result will always be a disastrous defeat.
Blackbeard's young daughter greeted him cautiously, and was shocked by Long Ping. Even the older children could see through their hard work and embarrassment at a glance, and none of them could deceive them. Soon, there was no news of Heisu, Long Ping rushed to Heisu's house and saw the ruined white flowers piled up at the door. Blackbeard and his wife, on a certain afternoon, turned on the gas and lay dead in bed, leaving only their little daughter. This child, wearing a black robe, tried his best to turn his head to look at Long Ping, and to see someone who had the same hard work as his father standing at the same intersection in a panic.
Long Ping began to accept his fate. As long as he had a job, he would accept it if the work was rough, tiring, laborious, and dirty. He started working as a cleaner in a department store, standing in the open corridors, changing his overalls, and still feeling ashamed that no one paid attention to the crowd, and he soon realized that the hard work of cleaning was also full of silence. The intense competition, senseless class differences, and cumbersome rituals, he gritted his teeth to adapt. During this period, the eldest son Gui applied for the American Volunteer Army, and it was only at the last minute that he informed him of his father. Long Ping was furious. The eldest son, who was taller than him, couldn't hold back his temper, and shouted as well, where is there such a track, where is there such a road, the mud has been trampled by too many people, and even the traces of trampling are not clear, except Dyeing a pair of mud feet, there is no way out. The eldest son was successfully recruited and went to the United States as a Japanese American volunteer army, and was soon sent to the Middle East.
The youngest son Kenji violated his father's order and secretly studied the piano, but was discovered by Long Ping. Long Ping's accumulated emotions all erupted. He couldn't shake his fate, but he could pull on his son's young shoulder; others were soft-spoken, but he could roar at his son; Bow left and right to hit back at his son. Finally, his wife exposes his disguise, and his hypocritical authority is disgusting. Ashamed and embarrassed, the younger son was chased and beaten by him and fell from the second floor.
Long Ping's wife, Ei, felt like she was about to collapse.
Ei is a housewife. She only has a family, but the family doesn't need her that much. Cooking, sweeping, is a matter of course. The husband leaves early and returns late, and is taciturn; the eldest son goes out at night and is taciturn; the youngest son is rebellious in his youth and taciturn. For her, the only communication with her family is at the dinner table. But, slowly, the food she cooked with care seemed to lose its charm. Ei silently accumulated her own little fun, she took her driver's license test alone, and wandered around her favorite convertible sports car alone. These little pleasures were so insignificant that they were not enough to fill her emptiness. She felt that she was getting more and more light, as if sinking into the bottom of the water, unable to call for help, and no one to help.
The poor life is second, and the changes of the family come one by one.
Knowing that her husband was unemployed, she quietly endured it.
The eldest son, who hardly communicated with her, stood in front of her and looked her in the eyes, gently begging her to sign the materials for the US military recruitment. There are a lot of things that she wanted to say, but she didn't have the chance to say it, but she was gushed out by her husband. National identity, life philosophy, work and life, all the reasons are powerless preaching, which was smashed by my son. When the noble banner of "in order to maintain world peace" came out, the son's confidence was much stronger. He had already seen that the world was difficult and there was no way for him to move forward. Before setting off, the eldest son sat side by side with his mother for the first time and persuaded his mother to divorce with a low eyebrow. The father is so unbearable and the mother is so embarrassed, it is better to divorce. She laughed, the communication she was so eager to communicate was actually at this moment, this occasion, and this topic. divorce? No more. Life is not that simple. The viper is in hand, and the martyr breaks his wrist, but she is not a martyr, she is a wife and mother. Give up if you are not happy, and indulge if you are not happy. This is not the way of life for a housewife. The son was speechless. At the last moment before leaving, he stood up straight and gave his mother a military salute. Ei felt for the first time that he was respected and loved by his children.
The wanderer is outside, and the fingers are connected to the heart. What's more, the reality of using war to maintain peace made Ei feel suspicious. She dreamed that her son was dressed in military uniform and returned home in a turbulent manner, without the initial high-spiritedness, only the countless sins caused by the heavy killing. When she woke up from a dream, she wanted to contact her child, but because of the bureaucratic domineering, she couldn't even get a phone number.
The youngest son, Kenji, was also worried. He was called by the teacher to the school for scolding him because he did not pay lunch for three months and skipped classes numerous times. Kenji spends his money and time on piano lessons, and he understands the child's hobbies very well and takes care of him. However, by accident, the husband still found out. All the contradictions were spread out on the table, strung together, and the fire was lit. They could only wait for the explosions to sound one after another.
However, she still has to live, as if the ship has entered the water, either jumping into the water or standing on the deck, waiting for the water to submerge her ankles, knees, and neck.
The sudden robber finally broke the last order in the house. No, this man is hardly a gangster, just a stupid thief. In desperation, Ei was hijacked, got into a car stolen by a stupid thief, and drove for the first time. It was the sports car she loved, and the excitement she longed for. Unfortunately, the time, place, and characters were completely wrong. However, if they looked at each other in a life of despair, perhaps, all of this would be right. She has a chance to escape, but buys supplies for herself and the stupid thief, and turns around to meet her husband in a cleaner's uniform, who denies him and her. This wretchedness, lowliness and hypocrisy finally angered her, she returned to the car, ran all the way, and drove to the beach with the stupid thief.
There is no longer a way. She doesn't have her, she doesn't have her husband, she doesn't have any children, and she doesn't have any stupid thieves who fail at everything. Everyone's life themes meet at the same time, and the faces are the same - how can we start over? How can we escape the cycle of despair?
Ei standing in the sea, sitting in the sea, lying in the sea, can not understand. The next day, two deep wheel tracks were left on the beach, and the stupid thief drove his car into the deep sea. Since his life was sinking, he chose to accelerate the descent. The signs of the wheel were like ominous road signs, and he closed his eyes and stomped down. However, when the sun rises, the sun embraces her, shocks her, and moves her - life is not the only way.
The reason is simple, and even Kenji, who is still a child, has inadvertently realized it. He began to stumble and grow up, the hypocrisy of adults and the blindness of his peers, he saw, but couldn't digest it. He had a rift with the world of adults, and a sincere frankness could not be exchanged for the teacher’s originality; He and his classmates are like little beasts in the jungle who have just replaced their baby teeth. They have not yet adapted to their claws. They are already dissatisfied with the jungle. If they can't fight the jungle, they will fight their parents, but they don't know that the claws may hurt first. own. Fortunately, Kenji met the piano. No, it was the beautiful piano teacher who began to impress the young man. She was gentle and kind, and she understood his talent and guided him to find his true self.
After a night of upheaval, Kenji, Ei, and Longping walked the same way back home.
They were sitting at the same table, eating the same meal on the same plate.
The house was in a mess, and they didn't ask or explain.
They did not inquire about or tell about the thrilling encounter last night.
They don't know, almost at the same time, the three of them ran wildly in different streets, spreading their legs, or pressing on the accelerator.
Then,
Long Ping fell asleep with scars all over his body. After waking up, he resisted the chaos in his heart, guarded his honesty and integrity, and had a clear conscience.
Ei was reborn in the sunshine by the sea, refreshed and steadfast.
Kenji silently repelled the intimidation and threats of adults, and returned to his original intention, neither humble nor arrogant.
No one was safe, but everyone was as good as ever.
Four months later, Kenji finally sat in the entrance examination room of the Conservatory of Music. Unlike other candidates who tried their best to show off his skills, his piano sound was slow and melodious. The sound of the piano was so beautiful that people couldn't help it, approached, approached, gathered next to Kenji's piano, held their breath, and listened.
The sound of the piano is at a high place, and life is at a high place. Long Pinghe's eyes are full of tears, and the once unreachable come back again, and he has the answer in the wonderful sound of the piano. Life can be repeated, of course life can be repeated. Every time you start over, it's like hitting a new note on the keys. To come again is not to break with the past, not to be out of touch with reality, but to accept, to undertake, to persevere, to focus on life so that the soul and soul are united.
People gather in the midst of life and stand in the wonderful place; people gather in the noise and stand in the quiet place; people gather in the pain and stand in the place of longing; people gather in the autumn cold and stand in the bright sun place.
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