How are you doing in Beijing?

"Sometimes I may be so fragile that I burst into tears with a word, and sometimes I find myself walking a long way with clenched teeth."

-- Maupassant's "Sheep Fat Ball"

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A few days ago, Lu, launched a campaign on Douban, "how are you in Beijing?" I accepted the invitation and uploaded the following text:

"trying not to think about your situation may be the best way to escape self-loathing." In Beijing, the doors and windows of the rented house are not very strong. When I closed the window and locked the door in the morning, I thought, "it's okay not to lock it. There's nothing of value in the house." Moved in for more than half a year, gas, lights, cabinets, washing machines, microwave ovens, shower nozzles, as long as you can think of a broken. The house is too old to stand the trouble. So he messed with me. Twists and turns are also living, everywhere is the same, Beijing is a large number of people, cars, no hukou can not afford to buy a house air is not good, in addition, you can also have a very happy ah. "

in this boundary where students get together and can do bus work for two hours, I feel very small. Oddly enough, I didn't feel small in the vast expanse of Greater California, on the wavy Highway 1, and the howling Scottish wilderness. When I came to Beijing, I stood at the entrance of the subway and looked down. My magnificent head kept moving. I began to panic a little, and then I got used to it.

they are all people who come here to make a living, people who have a little wish to come true, people who are unwilling to keep one-third of the acre of land in their hometown, eager to break out of the cage. When this group of people get together and walk among them, they feel small.

Beijing is like a huge hub, whether it is flying to the world or running at home, it can not be bypassed. Familiar with the unfamiliar, come to this place to subconsciously shout: gather. And then it's inevitable to have a full meal. Originally, he was a person who didn't like parties very much. He probably ate enough of the wine and meat in college, and talked about the shortness of life and having fun in time. In the end, nothing has changed-since nothing has changed, why bother to go to a banquet with no result?

but Beijing is different. Get together, no matter how annoying your work and life are, we still have a good chat. We all know that when people are working hard towards a goal when the struggle is fruitless, they will become impatient and restless. So we never get along better than anyone else, but tease each other. Start by making fun of yourself.

so, you will know such a group of people: office workers who do not get paid and work overtime on weekends; designers who have not even been to the Imperial Palace or Houhai in Beijing for four or five years because they are too busy; civil servants who feel guilty to borrow money from their families to buy a house; lovers who have been drinking their liver because of lovelorn; old classmates who come back from abroad who are depressed but helpless. Changed countless jobs, has been unable to find the direction, helplessly watching the people they love to get married and have children.

but everyone is still drinking and spitting cigarettes, leisurely talking about the present moment that they can't bear to look back on, and continue to live in peace the next day.

once upon a time, I always thought that people should do something great to be great, and it would be worth a trip to this world in vain.

later, in Beijing, I met such a group of people who walked proudly along with this messy land, fearless, knowing their plight but still dared to fight with their fragile bodies. That's awesome.

in Beijing, people who were once familiar with them have long lost contact because they don't know where they are. It's a long time ago, but I don't know where to mention it. "if it is difficult to pass through the mountain, who is sorry for those who have lost their way? We meet by chance, and we are all visitors from other places. " Those who meet by chance can always add something to your mundane life.

Lin is one of them. After sending me a bean mail on Douban, it appeared downstairs of my unit at a very fast speed. He lowered his hat so that people could not see his eyes, like a star avoiding paparazzi, walking like the wind. He kept fiddling with my book and said very quickly, "Don't go astray." Don't go up that narrow road. It doesn't suit you.

he seems to be more worried about the direction of my writing than I am. And before that, we hadn't even met. There is no embarrassment at first sight, nor too many pleasantries, Lingoes straight to the point: you should find the right way, and then spare no effort to go on, don't sloshing around in the middle.

I admit that I have encountered a bottleneck in my writing, and I have been thinking about style and route. Sometimes, the more you rack your brains to think about it, the more uncertain the result is, and you don't even remember why you started in the first place.

he said: it's always right to try. It's still young and there's still a long way to go. But you need to know what you're doing. What's the plan. Whether it's professional or life. Compared with his cold reason, I am a complete fool. I couldn't answer any of his questions, and I was moved by the worry he showed.

there are still people who care so much about my future. Not to mention a person who only met once.

Zhu is also such a person. At that time, when I contributed to her in my spare time, she asked me to come and sit with her. In real life, it is rare to meet people like her, have been a mother, but still retain the virginity of a child. When you think about a problem, you act as if there is no one else. Talk about their views and views, but every word is the same. I feel like I'm dealing with a written book, not a real person.

I asked her why I was called. Without looking at me, she said slowly, "I saw the article" Mom's America "that you wrote. Do you know? Among journalists, there are not many people who can write good character drafts, and most of them have received professional training, but literary literacy does not happen overnight. Your manuscript fully shows that you have this accomplishment, but you just need to exercise your skills. The character draft must suit you.

I wrote a few drafts according to the picture of the gourd. She helped me fix it. Change, finally to her liking. Then throw me a sentence: what did I say?

although there is no connection when I get busy later. I still remember clearly what she said to me: people meet in high places.

people meet in high places. When can I personally experience this kind of encounter?

in Beijing, I met and said goodbye to some people in a hurry. No one feels how short the meeting is and how cruel the farewell is. It seems that anything can happen as long as it is in this city.

some of these people are editors who asked me to translate books. I told them that I had no translation experience except for the script, and they said, "you can do it." So I translated. There are plenty of people who ask me to write book reviews. I tell them that I can't write book reviews. They say, "just write whatever you want." So I write book reviews. Some of them have not even met each other, just said on the Internet, after reading what you have written, how do you think it is better and how it is not good enough. I'll take it all. When they quarreled with me, I listened to them. They argue with me, I reason with them. They planned 100 roads for me, and they were very enthusiastic. Some people turn to me for help, and all kinds of questions are everywhere.

in Beijing, occasionally worry about cooking and eating, occasionally worry about not having enough money at the end of the month, occasionally worry about the city being too big and people are too busy, occasionally worry about water and power outages, and occasionally worry about the road ahead. Apart from that, what is there to worry about in one's life?

this coincides with what Maupassant said in Sheep Fat Ball: "sometimes I am so fragile that I burst into tears at a word, and sometimes I find myself walking a long way with clenched teeth."

where will this section of the road eventually go? Let's go and see!