On Lunar January 10, I wanted to send my daughter to work in Shanghai. Considering that I still had to queue up to pick up tickets because of online booking, I urged her to come to the station early. Different from what I imagined, there were not many people queuing to buy tickets. After a while, my daughter took the ticket back to Harbin with her ID card. Look at the time. There are still two and a half hours before the departure. Looking around the waiting room, it was already fully occupied. At this moment, one thing suddenly occurred to my mind: I had heard that some old retired workers were idle and always liked to hang out at the railway station. Therefore, they began to reexamine the people on these seats purposefully: near the entrance of the station, there were about five or six seats in succession, all of whom were older old people, they were neatly dressed, and someone was holding a crutch. If you look closely, you will find that there is no luggage in front of them. I know that this should be the kind of person people say. I have been to this station for countless times, but this time I found that the two rows of seats in the middle of the room were removed. While this makes the interior space wider, it undoubtedly reduces the seats in the waiting room, leaving only two rows of seats on both sides of the wall. Most passengers have to stand in the indoor open space to wait for the car. We stood indoors for a while, feeling a little tired. Looking around, no one wanted to get up. After a while, the news that a car was going to enter the station came from the radio, and a long queue had already been lined up in front of the ticket gate. The clever daughter said immediately: Go over there and make sure there are people who get on the bus to make room. We followed this group of people, and it seemed that we were also going to catch this bus. However, our eyes kept staring at the only row of seats beside us to see if anyone who got up to drive gave us seats. The opportunity finally came. Someone stood up with luggage across the two people in front of me. We were about to pass through the block and sat there, but I saw someone standing next to her already sat down in front of us. My daughter and I smiled at each other and continued to search for the next target. After a while, another person stood up, and was robbed by others before we walked there. This time we stand here without doubt, and believe that there will be another third and fourth people standing up. Finally, two people got up at the same time, and my daughter and I got two seats easily. I glanced at the people sitting next to me, and then looked at the second and the third one in turn. I found that they were all very leisurely old people without traveling bags. At this time, I felt a little unhappy in my heart: why did they occupy so many positions and leave tired passengers nowhere to rest? Why don’t the station staff clean up these people? Just when I was angry, an old woman stood beside me and held the old man’s legs with her hands. I guess this may be a couple. I thought I came to call the old man home. But the old woman said nothing, holding the old man’s legs with her hands, and then let go. Hold it again, and then let go. I turned my head to one side and felt more angry: A man has a thick heart. Why don’t you even know how to persuade a woman? Have you ever considered for others? Now both the city and the Forestry Bureau have set up many places for the elderly to exercise. They have nothing to do, such as dancing, walking, playing chess and playing cards. They have to come here all morning, sitting with passengers for a whole afternoon? I squinted my eyes and turned around to look at the old woman, but saw that she almost stood unsteadily. It seemed that she was not very good and could not stand any more. I quickly vacated my chair and let her sit down. My daughter leaned aside, asking me to squeeze with her on a chair. I barely leaned back in a half-sitting and half-squatting posture. After another period of time, when I looked at the old woman again, I saw her head leaning back and askew, and she had already slept soundly. I to really know. My daughter also smiled at me and said, “you said they slept well when they went home, and you don’t think it’s noisy here. I just laughed and didn’t know how to answer my daughter’s question. I don’t know whether these old people are too lonely or really bored. This station has become a long-term and important place for them to entertain. At eight or nine o’clock in the morning, many people would come here and do nothing. They just sat there, watching the people coming and going quietly, watching the passengers getting on the train one after another, when the sun slanted to the west, then slowly got up and left. Could they really retrieve some important memories from these bustling passengers? Or is there anything else in their hearts that we cannot understand?

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