Three years ago, I was far away from the Yangshi, and I went to the United States to go to school.
In a civilian community next to the school, I rented a shabby house, began to poverty and lonely study career.
The architecture of the civilian community is old and old, which seems to have a total of thousands of thoughts. But its messy and crowds are also headache. For example, there is only one light in the room, but it is a corridor of another old building, and the sun is opposite the architecture. I can't stand the darkness of this exotic, I have a very bright light.
Every day I returned home, the first thing I did always open the lamp, so that every corner is bright, only so I will feel warm and calm, but not surrounded by the boundless lonely. Then I will hold the window, and I will read it.
Every night, I can always see an old lady on the top floor, after my window, smile and look at me, then take out the key, go to the door opposite the window. Open the door, enter, and then smile in my slightly, close the door.
Her smile is and kindly, like a smile of my grandmother, I always make me feel endless warm.
Days of date, every day, her smile has become a beautiful scenery outside the window.
The days are like water, and I will come to Christmas soon.
Christmas's California, gains everywhere, full of strong festive atmosphere, people have embarked on the streets to go.
Previously, a group of students in Shaqky had invited me to participate in the Carnival of the California Government, I refused. I feel that I will never be completely integrated into this exotic custom. The moon is the moon of others. The lights are the lights of others. I walk alone in the city's lights, and the lights will be boundless lonely.
So I dragged the lonely body and my mind, and I chose to have a lonely spread. Think about the Spring Festival of our hometown, it should be a lively. I think about it, my heart is a bit suffocated, and my tears will fall.
At this moment, my doorbell was unexpectedly. Such a carnival night, who will remember my exotic wanderer?
I quickly wiped tears and opened the door. Actually she - the old lady on the door, she fed me a flower basket filled with candy and flowers, and said: "Happy holidays, children."
I have been holding a flower basket and ask her: "Do you need me to help?"
And she smiled and said to me: "No, child, I am just thank you ..."
"Thank I?" I was confused.
"Yes, dear children, you know? You sit in front of the window every day like my son, you often remind me of him, really, he is great, he took the British Oxford, I am happy to think of her, I am not alone ... "
My heart is suddenly treated, she is warm and smiling, why not let me think of the grandmother in the distance every day?
The old lady slowly talked about her distant son, and the eyes were gradually moist.
"For this (my back, let her think of my son) to send me?"
She shook her head, gratitude to me: "Not only because of this, I am not allowed to thank you, thank you for every evening, your bright lights illuminate my home. It is a grateful . After my son left, do you know? It is broken, your lights not only make my horizons bright, but also make me feel warm, it seems that my son is still the same. "
My heart suddenly was deeply shocked. It turned out that a light showing the window, she was reported in a flower. In fact, her warm smile is not a bright light, every day, I am brightly lonely my lonely heart? And I have never been grateful. My heart is suddenly rolled. After that, she got up and smiled and then passed through my window, took out the key, opened the door, opened the door, and then gave me a warm smile, close.
Looking at the flowers of the basket, my lonely heart suddenly warm and cheerful, my eyes suddenly couldn't stop the tears, this is the warmest tears I have in California.
Later, I left California, I went a lot of places, and I always remember the old lady, remember to live grateful to live. Therefore, no matter in any corner of the world, even if there is only a slight light to illuminate my way home, I will cast a warm glimpse, because I am just a traveler, but it still lights me, at this time I can always feel that my heart is no longer lonely, but surrounded by a strong happiness.
Source: "Youth Part"
