I don’t know if I worry about more things, or if the older I get, the worse my memory is. After returning to China for only two weeks of vacation, I almost forgot the password for my company's computer, but the female foreign colleague from the nearby table looked at me trying the password several times and laughed down. What I didn't dare to tell her is that when I clicked on the office floor downstairs for a while, I instinctively chose 14.
14 layer, the number is correct. It is the floor where the New Zealand company I work now is located, and it is also the floor where I started working 13 years ago. The old building was called Nanyang International. The English pronunciation of this building is very strange now. I often don’t bother to read it. I just report the address to the No. 1 Queen Street, which is quick.
Although it is just the same number, it is as sensitive as me, and I am imagining and always feels that there seems to be some correlation, echo, or cause and effect in the dark.
The first floor hall of the building is now stable in color. I like this brown tone. My favorite is the audio here, which is always playing classical symphony. The space is large enough and the effect is very good. Waiting for the elevator seems to have become a kind of enjoyment.
every time it points 14 to the screen, it will display A, B, C or D, so I go to the elevator numbered accordingly, etc.
There is a cafe in the hall, and there is often a beautiful barista with golden hair that is so white that she is making coffee there. This is a place that colleagues often visit.
The facade of the building is so simple and simple, like the style of New Zealand .
got off the bus after get off work today and followed his shadow all the way home. I remember the Wenchuan earthquake on the 14th floor of Nanyang International at 2:30 pm on May 12, 2008.
I don’t know why that day, but I was very sleepy. After dinner, I held a pillow in the small conference room for lunch. No one called me during work hours until the earthquake woke me up. I was stunned to think that a unit was asking for salary and causing trouble. When I went out to see my sleepy eyes, my colleagues ran downstairs, and I heard the word "earthquake". I quickly followed the crowd down the stairs. Although everyone was afraid, they were in order. What moved me was that when I looked back, I saw a colleague who had been supporting a female colleague who was quite old in pregnancy, and walked step by step, and no one urged or surpassed her.
14 floor is not high, especially when you go downstairs, but when the narrow walkway is instantly filled with people, it is very crowded and full of despair. It feels like a century later that it is only after seeing the light of day again and reaching the empty green lawn.
We have the opportunity to see blue sky, white clouds and green grasslands, and have the opportunity to recall these many years later, and many people will never see the sun again in a moment. When I parted with the world, I still suffered so much fear and pain. I was very sad when I remembered it, especially I couldn’t see my little hands holding a pencil and rows of schoolbags. I burst into tears and felt extremely heartbroken.
I have never seen the legendary heaven and hell, so I still think that the most beautiful is the world, and the cruelest is the world.
is really not easy to be born as a human being. Cherish and take care of it.
Good night
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