Many things in life are very good at speaking with promises that are smoothly polished, but then people say one thing, do another, and think differently. The attraction of lights and titles sometimes also blinds us. He once went with a friend to see a luxurious, brightly lit model apartment and everything was perfectly programmed. His friend exclaimed here that he was at peace and happy for a lifetime, but he wondered what the core part would be like when the lights suddenly went out and the staging layer was reduced. Bright lights can lead the way but also easily make us forget our own path.
In an old apartment building, there is a motorbike repairman who is quiet, just quietly does it and then returns the motorbike with a short sentence: "try it out, if it's not okay, come back". He said that, but in his hand, the damaged motorbike will be fine immediately, he also took cheap money, the customer who gave more just shook his head and laughed, saying that money was enough. Meanwhile, the huge motorbike repair shop next door is deserted because words do not match deeds, only worrying about picking customers' pockets, so many customers come once and then refuse until old age.
We cannot live without listening or waiting, but the problem is to recognize it at the right time. When words are too perfect, you should reflect on the unspoken part. When something is constantly leaving, you should stop standing still and waiting. And when the light is too strong, close your eyes a little to feel what is not shining but still stays.
As evening falls, the market becomes thinner. Beautiful fruits have been sold out and bad fruits are revealed more. He buys a few things not because of invitations but because he sees them as they are. Passing by the bus station opposite, looking at the shadows of people still patiently waiting under the dim evening light, he no longer thinks about waiting. Everyone has a schedule, a bus and their own experiences of fate. He realizes that the important thing is not whether the bus arrives quickly or late, but whether we know clearly where we want to go. If he could choose, he would believe in what he can do more than what he can say, choose to accompany things that know how to stop, and love values that do not need to sparkle to survive. Life is a long journey, what keeps us going forward is sometimes not the brightest light, but the most real thing.
