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2004 When I went to Gent University to study abroad, it took three or four kilometers one way from the apartment I stayed at to the school. During class, you have to go back and forth at least twice a day, so you have the idea of buying a bicycle. The people in this place are still very polite to customers. Of course, I have to be more polite to my own money and cannot use it casually. Therefore, I just glanced out of the window of the bicycle store in a low-key manner and saw the price that I couldn't stand at the time, because the cheapest bicycle was also more than RMB 3,000. I found it wise to not enter the store.
has no choice but to find a way. After all, we are also a worker. Although we are not strong in hands-on skills, we are still better than those Chinese students studying abroad. The key is that I have a thicker face than them. Compared to me, the others are rich. Rich people need face, while poor people need inner self-interest. For me, barely living is not a ability, but an instinct formed in my body for a long time. Can I reach out from the darkness and use it to salvage the light, is this ability or instinct?
in gant . At that time, there were many illegal immigrants from other countries. The common point between these people and me was that they were also short of money. Therefore, they don’t know whether they bought or how they made a bicycle. After missing the parts, they will use the materials locally and assemble one. If the bicycle is short of a seat, don’t worry. Just go to someone’s door at night and take a wrench and remove the pliers, and in a blink of an eye it becomes a part of your bicycle. If you lack a wheel, you don’t need to buy it. You can go out for a tour in the evening and unload which one is suitable.
Compared with these poor and inappropriate immigrants, I am much behind. They belong to the front line, and I belong to the second line. Because after they removed part of the locals' bicycle parts, the entire bicycle could not be ridden. Locals put these innocent bicycles near their doorsteps, waiting for the trucks transporting garbage to send away the disabled people in these bicycles. When I passed these doors several times, under the melancholy sky of Ghent, these bicycles with roughly removed body parts were standing there lonely. Of course, there are also people who are lying down, the key is to look at the damaged parts.
I can no longer bear their experiences and decided to help them. There was no need to worry about the truck transporting the garbage, so I pushed several disabled cars downstairs of the apartment I lived in. Then, a great move was made, unloading the handlebars from this car, unloading the chain from that car, and then a seat from that car, and learning to assemble the bicycle without any instruction. Of course, the advantage of the small town of Ghent is that any broken arm on the bicycle can be found, and I am a master of assembly and get them together again.
Foreigners are foreigners, they just haven’t seen the market before. When I calmly assembled my bicycle next to the grass downstairs of the international student apartment, the female foreigner opened her admirational eyes, and the male foreigner who could not afford a bicycle had an expression of envy on her face, and she suspected that I was a professional bicycle.
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is not as good as my country's infrastructure. We need to rebuild the road in almost a few years, and their roads are often not rebuilt for hundreds or even hundreds of years. The small town of Ghent is mainly paved with bricks and stones, and it is also uneven. Some stones on the road surface are ground to emit a smooth light. Here, you will feel like you are lost for a moment. You will think you accidentally stepped into the depths of history and quickly remind yourself and try to come out of the huge maze of multi-forks.
My bike is riding on this old-fashioned road. Since I had this assembled broken bike, I instantly felt that my happiness index has risen a lot. It raised my position out of thin air. You can think about it. When other students without bicycles were rushing to school in advance, I was enjoying riding my bicycle, which was much taller than them. But then I thought about it and actually no one paid attention to me. I just got a broken bicycle and went to the open space to have fun.
Of course, this bike does provide a lot of convenience. Before I had it, I probably only had two meals a day while I was in school. After noon after school, I walked out of the steeple-top church-style school building and went to a canal to look at the water and pigeons. The shadows of buildings on the shore fell into the river, and I seemed to hear them screaming like a suffocating.
For pigeons in the country, they look no different from pigeons in China. They are both black, white, white and gray, and they will ask people sitting by the river for some bread crumbs to eat. Of course, they scoffed at me, a Chinese, because I had nothing to eat and I could feed them. I also want to get some food from them.
I was very hungry at noon and couldn't get used to eating in the country. Of course, this is not the key, the key is that I want to save some money and deliberately make it a big deal for myself. When I didn’t have a bicycle, I was so hungry at noon that I bought a small bread. When I saw that the price was tens of yuan. This hurts my wallet and me, of course, the most important thing is mental.
However, I may not really not have the money to eat bread for lunch. The main reason is that I just went to Biguo at that time, and I don’t know how much it will cost in the future, so I have to save money from the beginning. The landlord has surplus food at his home, so we can't compare. The money I had at that time was all the money I could plunder. If you can't control yourself and spend it all, you can only eat dirt.
Since I had this bike, I have changed my habit of not having lunch during that period. After class, I could quickly run out of the dark school classroom, ride my bicycle from different families, cross the pedestrian street in the centre of Ghent, and let the bicycle jump over the tracks of the small train station, and rush back to the apartment building to have a simple lunch--that was reserved the night before. Fortunately, the weather is not too hotter than the country, so it can be preserved.
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Once this bicycle was lost at Ghent Railway Station. Because I want to take a small train to Brussels' capital Brussels' , I need to ride a bicycle to the train station first, and then temporarily place it in the dense forest of bicycles. However, when I returned to Ghent Railway Station and pushed the lush bicycle trails like before, I walked countless rounds and downs, only to find that my bicycle was lost. I was very sad about this at that time. It is my true friend. Although he is simple, his quality is fine. I didn't expect that any poor foreigner would agree with this view, so I rode it away.
I thought it was its beauty, and it was impossible for anyone to like it. However, there are still people who don’t mind being bad. Because the bicycle was old and assembled, and even the lock was broken, it was a chain lock that could not be locked. I just covered it up and inserted the lock into the lockhole and locked it in a pretentious manner. I didn't expect that any foreigner would see through it. Then why would foreigners steal it? Is it too eye-catching among so many bicycle siblings?
I looked a little lonely those days later, and it felt similar to the feeling of my girlfriend being pried away. However, we returned to each other afterwards. A week later, I walked to Carrefour supermarket to buy things. When I rushed back with my stuff panting, a magical scene happened, and my baby bicycle was lying on the side of the road not far from the supermarket. Maybe my friend who steals the car also felt that the car was too broken and lost points while riding it, so he abandoned it. When I helped it up in the grass, it looked at me with a dew on its head and a resentful look on its face.
This bicycle was not wasted in the end. When I graduated and left Ghent and returned to China, I sold it to a young man from Tianjin. His qualifications for studying abroad are older than any Chinese in this apartment. He is probably also a poor student in China. He was sent by his family to study language and then to study in college. Somehow, this guy is addicted to school in Belgium , but he just can't graduate.Therefore, before leaving, I saw that he was working so hard to go to school, so I sold him the bicycle I had been riding for a year with the greatest sincerity. Since it was assembled by himself and was a business without capital, I just charged him thirty euros, and he expressed great gratitude for this.
Some people may think I am too careless. Just give it to a bicycle. However, if you hear about the rice cooker I cook, I won't say that. Before going abroad, I made a detailed strategy and knew that there was no rice in Belgium, and of course, there were no pancakes, steamed buns and big cakes. As a northerner, I reluctantly bought an electric rice cooker and spent ,100 yuan . At that time, it was equivalent to ten euros. It was put in a duffel bag that was about to explode and dragged it to Biguo. Speaking of which, you may not believe that this rice cooker has become an all-around warrior in my study abroad apartment. It can not only cook, but also cook, just make the kind of dish that is all soup and tastes pretty good. At the same time, this rice cooker can also boil water part-time. It can be said that it has worked hard for a year. I can't take it with me when I return to China, so I can't treat it badly. It happened that a female student from Polish was jealous, so I sold her for twenty euros. In fact, I can't blame me for being expensive. After all, this rice cooker was brought to Biblis by me from China. I have been with me all day long and have feelings for each other. The reason why it can be sold to this Polish girl is due to the friendship between China and Poland. I am carrying forward the spirit of internationalism .
Author Song Yuansheng: The first person to become a law professor in contemporary times by a private coal miner, and is known as the real version of Sun Shaoping in "Ordinary World". He is currently a professor and doctor of law at East China University of Political Science and Law. Researcher at the Center for Judicial and Litigation Systems of Fudan University. Shanghai Minglun Law Firm part-time lawyer and expert consultant. Writer, poet.
legal representative works include: "Judges' Theory", "Prosecutors' Theory", "Lawyer's Theory", " Police Theory ", "Lawyer's Theory", "Lawyer's Theory", etc.
literary masterpieces include: "Old Things in the Flowing Years", "Lights at Night", "Ancient Poems of Mr. Woyun's Floating Life", "Humanity Meditations", "I Am a Foreigner", "The Record of Eternal Life", and "Silence Above the Peaks".
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