At Thirty Years Old, I Want to Live My Life Again

1998, Linshui City. The morning sky was gray. On both sides of the street, there are mostly two- and three-story cement-gray buildings. There are few high-rise buildings. Those with four or five floors are considered high-rise buildings. The traffic flow of bicycles and motorcycles flows in opposite directions on both sides of the street, which is a spectacular sight. "Ding-ding-ding...", "Didi-dip...", The car bells rang together. In the middle of the street, buses shuttle back and forth. Just after the Qingming Festival, most girls have already begun to wear skirts. Pair a long woolen skirt with flesh-colored or black fitness pants, and wear a windbreaker or Western-style jacket over a woolen sweater. It is no less stylish than a modern girl. Sitting on a curved beam 26 bicycle or a compact scooter is particularly chic and elegant. In the era of bad cars and ugly buildings, the girls on the street dressed up with a human touch and a rich poetic touch, which made Zhou Dalin miss them even more. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.