Siheyuan: Mastery started in the 50s

At the dinner table, Wang Qiang tried to look relaxed while serving food to his family. However, the shadow in his heart could not be easily dispelled. He recalled Jia Dongxu's last desperate look, the deep helplessness and pain that made him unable to calm down for a long time.

One night, Wang Qiang sat alone in the living room with a glass of wine in his hand. The moonlight from the window poured in, casting a faint silver glow over the room. He took a sip of the wine and felt a bitter taste. The emptiness and powerlessness in his heart came over him again, making it impossible for him to fall asleep.

"Jia Dongxu, if you were still here, would it be a quiet night like this?" Wang Qiang murmured to himself, as if Jia Dongxu's soul was by his side.

He began to think back to the time they spent together. Those days of youth and recklessness, the laughter and quarrels they had, all seemed to come flooding back to his mind in an instant. Jia Dongxu's departure made him more aware of the fragility and unpredictability of life. He knew that he could never go back to the past, nor could he change anything.

The next day, Wang Qiang decided to visit Jia Dongxu's mother. He knew that this poor old woman needed company. When he arrived at Jia Dongxu's house, he saw Jia's mother sitting in the yard basking in the sun, with traces of years on her face. Wang Qiang walked over and gently called out, "Auntie, I'm here to see you."

Grandmother Jia looked up and saw Wang Qiang, with a gleam of relief in her eyes. "Qiangzi, you're here, come in and sit down." Her voice was a little tired, but more kind.

Wang Qiang sat down and chatted with Jia's mother. Jia told him that although life was difficult, she was still trying to persevere. The tenacity in her eyes made Wang Qiang feel heartbroken. He knew that there was really little he could do, but he still hoped to bring some comfort to the old lady by accompanying her.

"Qiangzi, Dongxu is gone, and I have no one to rely on." Grandmother Jia sighed, tears glistening in her eyes.

Wang Qiang held her hand and said firmly: "Auntie, you still have me. I will come to see you often."

Grandmother Jia nodded, and tears finally fell. Wang Qiang sat with her for a long time until her emotions slowly calmed down. He knew that these little concerns might be the few warmth in Grandmother Jia's life.

On the way home, Wang Qiang was in a heavy mood. He knew that he had to keep moving forward, not only for his family, but also for those who were struggling in life. He decided to work harder, cherish the people around him more, and not leave any regrets.

As the days passed, Wang Qiang's life gradually returned to normal. However, every night when it was quiet, he would still think of Jia Dongxu, the boy who used to run with him in the alley. He knew that Jia Dongxu's story would always remain in his heart and become an indelible part of his life.

Wang Qiang decided to commemorate this friendship with practical actions. He began to participate more actively in community activities and help those in need. He hoped that through his efforts, more people would see hope and avoid repeating Jia Dongxu's mistakes.

On this day, Wang Qiang took his daughter to the community activity center, where a youth education lecture was being held. He walked in and saw many children and parents listening attentively, and he couldn't help feeling a little relieved. He knew that these children were the hope of the future, and as long as they were given the right guidance, their future would be bright.

Wang Qiang walked up and chatted with the organizer of the lecture, expressing his willingness to contribute his time and energy to help these children. The organizer welcomed his joining and said that they have always needed people with a sense of responsibility like him.

After the lecture, Wang Qiang took his daughter home. On the way, he told her: "Dad hopes you can become a loving and responsible person and help those in need."

The daughter nodded, her childish voice full of determination: "Dad, I will."

Wang Qiang has been feeling empty lately, as if something is missing from his life. His job is stable and his family is happy, but he always feels an indescribable sense of depression. He knows that Jia Dongxu's death has left an unfillable void in his heart, and has made him more aware of the passage of time and the impermanence of life.

One night, Wang Qiang lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. He stared at the ceiling, thinking that if he could find something to do, he might not feel so empty anymore. He decided to find a new hobby the next day to enrich his life.

The next morning, Wang Qiang got up and went out for a walk while his family was still asleep, thinking about what he should do. He walked on the street, watching the people coming and going, with an inexplicable expectation in his heart. He walked into a bookstore, intending to see if there were any books that could attract him.

There were not many people in the bookstore, and the air was filled with the faint scent of books. Wang Qiang casually flipped through the books on the bookshelf, and suddenly he saw a book about photography, titled "Capturing the Moment". He flipped through a few pages and found the content very interesting, and a surge of enthusiasm surged in his heart: perhaps photography could make his life more colorful.

Wang Qiang bought the book and couldn't wait to start reading it when he got home. He found that photography is not as simple as pressing the shutter, but also requires to feel every moment with heart and capture the beautiful scenes in life. This process made him feel excited and temporarily forgot his troubles.

"Dad, what book are you reading?" the daughter came over and asked curiously.

Wang Qiang handed her the book with a smile and said, "Dad is learning photography. We can take beautiful photos together in the future."

After hearing this, my daughter jumped up happily and said, "Okay, okay, I want to learn it too!"

The wife looked at the father and daughter and smiled gently: "You two should study hard and take some nice photos for me."

Wang Qiang nodded, feeling warm in his heart. He knew that his choice was right, which would not only enrich his life, but also allow him to share this happiness with his family.

In the following days, Wang Qiang began to study photography techniques. He bought a camera and often took it to parks, streets, and alleys to take pictures. He found that there were so many beautiful moments in life, and as long as you discover them with your heart, you can capture them.

Once, when he was shooting in an alley, he suddenly saw a familiar figure, that was Jia Dongxu's mother. She was basking in the sun at the entrance of the alley with a smile on her face. Wang Qiang was moved and quietly pressed the shutter to capture this moment.

"Auntie, you came out to bask in the sun." Wang Qiang walked over and greeted her.