20. All kinds of states in the world, ups and downs
My whole body was covered in sweat and exhaustion, and my fingertips were trembling slightly from running too many orders.
But the face shown to the camera lens while holding the mobile phone is so healthy and positive. The smile is very bright under the street lamp, and the yellowish teeth are particularly brightly illuminated by the light.
"Nier, hey, you're fat again! You're not fat, not fat...
Hahaha, don't worry about me, go to school well, your father will be able to support you...
What does it mean to eat white steamed buns? Your father and I have eaten them before. This is just to satisfy our cravings...
It's okay, daughter, don't worry, um, I will pay attention to safety.
Why are you crying, Ni'er, don't cry, don't cry, your dad is doing well outside and can earn about three hundred yuan a day..."
I couldn't hear what was said on the other side of the phone. The uncle kept chatting with the person on the other side of the phone one sentence after another with a bright smile.
"Okay, let's stop talking. Ni'er won't disturb your study anymore...
Well...Dad misses you too, goodbye, goodbye..."
After hanging up the phone for a while, the uncle pursed his chapped lips. Put down the phone, suddenly lowered his head, held his head and sobbed loudly.
As Chen Mo walked away, the camera turned away.
The white frame focuses on a restaurant on the roadside.
In the restaurant, a father in his fifties came to visit his daughter who was studying in the university town here. The two ordered a bowl of noodles at the table. The father waved his hand and said that he was not hungry after eating, and asked his daughter to eat more.
While chatting with his daughter, the simple father sat at the table near the restaurant, wiping sweat and fanning his straw hat.
After their daughter finished eating, they parted ways and watched her leave.
The dark-skinned man in his fifties moved the bowl of leftover food in front of his daughter and started to take big bites.
After a while, he looked up and suddenly saw his daughter standing in front of the door, covering her mouth and staring blankly at him, sobbing uncontrollably. The man stood up helplessly.
The moment she saw her father's actions, the girl couldn't bear it anymore and threw herself into his arms.
"Dad... Wuwu... You can eat the leftovers from Mo Shi. You order one... Wuwu..."
"It's okay, I'm not hungry. Aren't I afraid of wasting it... Why are you crying..."
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Sometimes the gentleness of the night is full of human touch, as well as the ups and downs of life.
Chen Mo silently recorded all this, the tenderness that touched him.
Walking on the roadside, amid the neon red of the city, and listening to the busy traffic on the road, Chen Mo's attention was suddenly attracted by a blue figure flashing across the road.
The camera turned around.
A migrant worker wearing blue overalls appeared in the picture. He seemed to be off work at this time. He was jumping cheerfully on the sidewalk like a child.
The good mood reflected in the body movements intuitively affects everyone who sees it. People subconsciously smile.
Chen Mo also smiled, walked around the outside of the park, and finally returned to the park.
At this time, eight or nine o'clock is the most exciting time for square dancing and the busiest time in the park.
Not only the elderly, but also some young sports enthusiasts are gathering on the smooth open space next to the basketball court.
Maybe it was the members of the skateboard club from the nearby university town competing here. They used their skateboards to battle with people coolly, going up and down the stairs, spinning, jumping on the handrails and gliding...
Full of youthful passion and vitality.
Chen Mo noticed a young man with dreadlocks and a black hairband who picked up a skateboard and made a look-at-me gesture to the people around him.
The camera turned around.
I saw the young man nimbly jumping onto the skateboard, keeping his body on the skateboard and jumping up onto the handrail that was half a person's height.
He spread his hands flat, squatted down, and slid down the handrail of the stairs along with the skateboard.
With the sound of tingling, the cheers of the crowd and the lightning, the young man followed the skateboard to the last smooth turning point.
The young man jumped up with his skateboard.
But it seemed that he tripped due to the friction of the handrail behind him, and he took a step slower.
As everyone held their breath and exclaimed, the young man happened to sit down on the skateboard, and the skateboard crossed the finish line with inertia.
What a coincidence but a cool and perfect ending.
There were cheers all around.
Chen Mo also laughed.
Without putting down his phone, Chen Mo was still taking pictures with great interest.
His eyes glanced at a young man with a Shar-Pei not far away, and the camera turned around.
The boy seemed to be learning skateboarding, watching the performances of the great masters with envy. He seemed to be inspired by something, and he got on the skateboard again and again, but he fell down in various postures after not even taking two steps.
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In the end, the young man abandoned himself and lay down on the lawn next to him, holding his own dog and torturing him crazily, complaining irritably, as if he was eager to find a sense of identity.
"Skateboarding is not something that people can learn at all. It's too difficult! Right, bean paste!"
Then the boy heard his dog barking twice, broke away from his arms and jumped to the side, putting a paw on the skateboard.
She seemed to give him a blank look.
"Hey, Douzha, you are rebelling. What do you mean by that look in your eyes? Are you looking down on your master? You can do it..."
Then the boy witnessed his dog's four paws standing on the skateboard, looked back at him, lowered his two right paws and slid them up again, and then slid away smoothly.
"Fuck!"
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"Hahaha."
Chen Mo chuckled, and the last thing that stayed in the video was the boy's incredible "F*ck" sound.
Stop and go, taking pictures non-stop.
Tired of walking, Chen Mo came to a park and sat down on a lounge chair.
After the evaluation just now, I have to say that he quite likes this phone. When the camera and graphics card are not enough, the phone can barely survive.
Looking at the videos on his mobile phone, Chen Mo's mouth curved in a gentle and gentle way. Looking at those warm pictures, he thought that he really liked photography.
It taught him to pay attention to life and record everything around him. He watched and recorded the world with a pair of eyes that love life.
At this moment, Chen Mo passed by a young family of three. The little boy was very cute and tiger-headed. He was held in his arms by his father, who was holding a camera to take pictures of his beautiful young mother.
"Mom, does the little tiger smell good?"
"fragrant!"
Click!
"Mom, do you love Xiaohu?"
"like!"
Click!
With two clicks of the shutter, the child showed off the photo of his mother to his father and said, "Dad, look, mom is so beautiful."
Then the two adults rubbed their cheeks and kissed them one after another.
A very heartwarming picture.
But Chen Mo's hand when he picked up the phone felt as heavy as a thousand pounds for some reason.
I don’t know when I picked up the phone and put it down.