In the cold winter, I also hope someone is waiting for me.

In the cold winter, I also hope someone is waiting for me.

Maybe make a wish on the lamp in the early morning, tomorrow is forever.

New year braved the heat to break into the crowd, coinciding with the first snow falling, facing the cold wind, even the furry collar became stubborn. Looking up in the distance, the lights of the office buildings on the street, like stars in the low sky, illuminate the night travelers.

in the city at noon, a dream catcher is wandering late at night. He has just got off work, she is getting drunk, they are still busy, under the moonlight, half of them are at the end of their day, and the other half are on a journey, perhaps for a lock or a lantern. They are scattered in every corner of the city, like shimmer, illuminating the small place in front of their eyes, each with its fog, each with its bitterness and bitterness.

the first light

convenience store 0:00

this is Chen Jingxiang's third New year at the convenience store. When she was a child, she always envied the children of the small shop owner, but now when she is guarding the store day after day, she feels that life is getting boring. Probably people are like this, envy what they don't have, and get tired of having it. What Chen Jingxiang enjoys most is probably the early morning of the day, with the heavy makeup of people coming and going, and the city looks like no makeup.

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for people nearby who work overtime at night, pushing open Chen Jingxiang's shop and serving a bowl of hot Kanto cooking is enough to relax the toil of the day. Different from having a barbecue in a rough alley, calling friends, and crumbling together under a dim yellow tungsten lamp, convenience stores maintain the warmth of the cold world with clean and decent, urban delicacy.

unlike the landlady in the movie, Chen Jingxiang never talks to her customers. whether it's a girl sitting at the window crying or a boy looking up with a can of beer, she doesn't have the heart to disturb people's sadness. just hand over a glass of hot milk, and the tenderness of the city in the middle of the night may not be disturbed. There was a moment when no one could bear the collapse. Chen Jingxiang felt that her place was a good place for people to heal themselves.

the second light


Pediatric emergency room 0:00

even though the wee hours have passed, the pediatrics department of the Provincial people's Hospital is still crowded. The adults squatted down and laughed to tease the children, but straightened up and returned to their faces in an instant of anxiety and tiredness.

parents who hold high the hanging bottle bend their waistband to 45 degrees, shuttling carefully through the crowd. In the middle of the hall, hundreds of chairs were filled with parents and "armed" children-masks, cotton-padded jackets, hats, and blankets. Gu Yilong is not too long in the industry, looking at the "chaos of war" this flu, unexpectedly even colder than winter.

he saw that Ms. Huang found a piece of cardboard and sat down gently on the edge of the window. In her arms was her noisy daughter Tong Tong. While humming children's songs, the child's grandmother winked at his baby's granddaughter. Grandpa was carrying a bag and his bent body ran up and down the hospital. The father stood by the boiling water and carefully mixed the milk powder, but he still made mistakes frequently.

Gu Yilong could not help but put down his refreshing coffee and leaned forward to skillfully help the new nanny, gently comforting his panic. By the way, I checked the child's temperature. He had no way to keep the disease away in an instant, but he knew that his words, dressed in a white coat, would make the present anxious and reassuring.

on such a cold night, the doctor is the glimmer of the patient, but Gu Yilong knows that in this flowing tenderness, they are people who illuminate each other.

third light

warm car 0:00


Xiao Zhaoting just had time to reply to her mother's Wechat after working overtime for three consecutive days. Alone out of town,  renting a house for the first time, working for the first time, being lovelorn for the first time, and discovering for the first time that I was doing what I liked, there were so many bad moments.

Mom asks if everything is all right. She replied that everything was all right with a smile on her face. She doesn't know if she's in good shape right now. My mother asked what she had for dinner. She took a picture of curry fish balls in a paper bowl on the table in front of her. She thought about it but did not send the picture out. She just typed a line and said that she had cooked a few dishes at home.

when I was in college, I called my parents and complained like a child, but in half a year's working hours, Xiao Zhaoting had learned how to "falsely report military intelligence" to reassure her parents.

the subway has been shut down, waiting for the driver of Didi, Xiao Zhaoting stamped her feet away from the cold until she finally got into the warm car, and she gradually regained consciousness. Maybe the driver smiled at her because she was tired and tired for a long time, or the tears on her cheeks were not dry. "Girl, my daughter is afraid of the warm hands given by me in the cold. I don't think a rough man is suitable for pink. I'll give it to you."

the warm hand treasure was held tightly in the palm of her hand, the surrounding was getting warmer, and the distance was getting farther away, all of which seemed to pull her into the thick fireworks. For a moment, Xiao Zhaoting suddenly felt that she didn't seem too far away from the big city. She also remembered that once when she went to the railway station to see her parents off, she burst into tears on the way back. It was also such a warm Didi driver who handed over a bag of paper towels and said nothing, but it was better than long comfort.

We commute every day, commuting between the beginning and the end, hovering over the elevated tunnel, salvaging fragments of our lives in fragmented time, and having close contact with the city with different means of transportation.

the small world in the carriage is wrapped with secular scenery and feelings, and the Didi driver warms everyone who lives here as promised. What can soften people's hearts may not be those who are soul-stirring, but a faint light in a strange carriage. They close the distance between the stranger and the city so that the people on the isolated island do not feel that they are one. On a lonely island maybe takes a bath, you can have a good dream.

whenever we walk into the early hours of a cold night wrapped in the tiredness of the day, shaking off a lonely place, the night always seems to be particularly long.  when everyone is busy sending "Happy New year", all the lively, happy, and happy people are lonely against those who have a place to stay but no one to rely on.  it seems that although the world is big and there are so many things to be blessed with, there is no lasting happiness of its own. Pedestrians hurried past me, the city fireworks lost me, ten thousand lights, which one will belong to me?

shimmer attracts glimmers in the night, making those who do not go home

"the beginning is like a torch and the end is like the stars".