Night shift essay
Author Yishan Night Cry XCS Word count 1521
September 24 3:50, late at night. It is convenient to get to the street side of the square.
rustling sound came from the left. I turned around and saw that it was an old man who picked up waste. He walked along the sidewalk beside flowers and plants, and stopped in front of the trash can at a distance.
I peed while watching the old man flirting with the trash can. He was naked and wearing only one big shorts, and he always felt a little chill. He arched his upper body, took out two beverage bottles from the bucket, and pinched them, and put them in a red convenience bag as he left.
I feel the old man’s hard work. Maybe he doesn’t think it’s time for him to get up at this point, which is equivalent to taking a walk and practicing early. However, his steps were hurry and without leisure. His eyes were panicked and uneasy. So, it was concluded that he was not taking a walk, but came to pick up waste.
The old man is quite tall, and seems to be taller than me, and he looks nearly 1.8 meters tall. He is burly and looks healthy. But I think that getting up so early, no matter what the purpose is, it is really boring to appear next to the trash can to pick up a few bottles. I mean, people should not live like this.
Perhaps it was my conjecture and shallowness that I thought the old man was not doing well. Perhaps he lived a good life and was free and did so. I really hope this is the case. But I can't convince myself.
September 26. Five o'clock in the morning.
After another thirty-four minutes, it will be dawn. The night is late, it is the time when it is deep and thick.
stood on the side of the road, and there was a gust of wind blowing from somewhere. Gently, slowly, my arms suddenly felt a chill. This was the coldness of autumn, not cold, but there was indeed a bleak coldness. As if saying, autumn is coming. The summer is getting farther and most of the year has passed.
The little flower lay on the trash can, and she kept calling it "meow" without saying a word, just not letting it get close. I stay up late at work. It is born to be active at night, and it seems to have a sense of company.
The moon is no longer visible. Thinking about this year's Mid-Autumn Festival, it's not boring, but it makes people feel a little sad. At this time, it’s better that the moon cannot be seen. Looking up at the night sky, there was a dark blue in the dark, mysterious and lofty. There is a star in the sky, dim and looming.
I want to say something and write something. I only annoy people with slight words, but I only regret that I write shallowly.
While I felt like an ant, I was hit by the rude clamor of the ant. The strange-shaped faces looked like hideous sneakers in the middle of the night. I just don't understand why people are like this: fighting each other and hurting each other. Selfish, indifferent, and ruthless.
Last night, it was also this time. A snail always crawled into the corner of the wall where the water was pouring. A little snail was accidentally stepped on to death. The sound of the shattered beach was on the ground. Then a huge adult hard-shelled snail crawled over, sucking the dead little snail like leeches . Eating people of the same kind is always hateful. I don't like it at all, I hate it very much. But, I think of humans. I have heard of people who cannibalize people in the past, and it must be a waste of time. What about the current society? I guess there has been great progress. Compared with
, humans are also animals, which is the correct argument. But it just calls it humans, so why not just call it animals and animals?
Don’t treat kindness as weakness.
September 30, 2:00. Go to the flowers on the roadside to pee. The sky in the camera photo is dark blue, covered with countless small black dots. A few bright stars broke in. There was a sound of insects coming from the undeveloped grass and trees on the road outside
, and no one left and was not willing to be outdone. The sound of urine dripping on the grass leaves. There was a rustling sound in the grass, and I knew that either Xiao Hei or Xiao Hua was scattering inside.
is the last day of September. The salary has not been paid yet, I wonder what will happen after dawn? No one was excited and went to work helplessly.I lost my enthusiasm and lacked motivation, but I didn't want any trouble. This is a state of sluggishness.
The world outside our team has not changed. The car rushed by late at night without any change. The street lights are isolated high, barely shining on the night. The city is sleeping, and we have to keep our eyes open.
Just after three o'clock, the old man who was shirtless, wearing a mask and only had a pair of big shorts appeared next to the trash can again. He first tried to step on a bag on the ground with his feet to see if there was anything he wanted inside, but nothing was there. Then he lowered his head, put his arm into the box, took out an empty bottle, left with his hands behind his back, and carried a white convenience bag in his hand.
A black car parked on the side of the road, with the headlights on, no one came out, and stopped there without a sound for a while. Time flows deeper into the night.
4:40 points. Walk out of the outdoors, stretch your neck and look up at the night sky. There are more than ten stars in the sky surrounded by tall buildings, some are bright and some are faintly visible. The ones connected by bright ones are suspected to be Beidou Seven Stars . The nightworms still play nocturne. The street trees under the night lights and the shadows cast on the ground look like the sunlight, but the edges are blurred, like a child's hasty and clumsy painting.
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