That "mine" corner

Are there some street scenes that are faintly stored in memory and cannot be forgotten?

It’s been a long time since I graduated from school, I’ve grown from a young man to now with gray hair, and in such a long time, I have had several opportunities to work near Hangzhou South Road. Joined the excitement of the student movement to sit for a sit-in, go to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to get a passport, come to Huashan to visit exhibitions, and hang out in Hope Square. Many times, you can come to this street corner specially and look back on your youth. But there is no special reason to do so, because it is like a corner in life, so daily, there is no special reason to visit. However, memories are so inexplicable, often when you deal with A, B is also involved.

When I was young, the company sent me to Carnegie training. I was very young at that time. In those courses, I learned a lot of ways to deal with people and deal with emotions rationally, which gave me the opportunity to spy on the blue-collar class at that time. The environment they come into contact with, in turn, becomes a nutrient in the process of growing up. Recently, I seem to have a little extra in my life, so I want to come back and study again, so as to verify whether I have changed and grown (or have been naive?), and only after contacting me did I find that the Taipei office has moved to Peiping East Road.

Because of this, I came here, lifted my footsteps and swayed, looking at this street corner with emotion. It was a very bitter and depressing youth. My illiterate father raised 3 children by himself. I left home early when I was young, and I longed to be a student. I work full-time during the day, and I have to ride a small 50 to charge through the streets of Taipei after get off work around 5:30. In summer, it is irritating, smoky and sticky, and in winter, the hands and face are often frozen and the face is red and hungry.

At that time, there was not as much food near the school as it is now. In the desert, this alley is a post station where you can quickly eat and then enter the school without being late after parking your locomotive. The fresh fish soup in the alley was the best choice for affordable and warm body and mind in life at that time. Carnegie training is also possible because of the public sponsorship of the boss. When I was a teenager, it was difficult for me to accept the situation I was in at that time. In addition to the hard life, I often felt that I was a marginal person in society. Did the caring boss at that time see the restlessness and cynicism in my heart, and then went to the trouble of arranging to save my rotten wood?

Now, having crossed the threshold of 40 early, although I am still very sensitive to certain issues like a fighter, my dissatisfaction and resentment can always be transformed into forms in my dealings. And I am fortunate that I am really grateful to so many noble people on the road of life, who take care of myself in various ways.

With the memories of that era, this street corner suddenly made people's eyes moist, and that feeling made me clearly know. It is an unforgettable scene in my life.