It's cold, and my thoughts fly away

It's been cold recently, and I've been wearing a ponytail for a while, and I began to hesitate in my heart. Should I shed it and trim it a little, and then make it into a natural scarf to keep warm? I can't help but recall the years of haircut experience, and the one in middle school is still fresh in my memory...

As the saying goes, the body has the skin, and it is the parents. The head is the "element of man", so the hair is the "element of Yuan". So I used to have long hair most of the time. In fact, it’s not that long, but I’m lazy by nature, and I don’t like combing my hair, so when people see my hair, it will remind people of the origin of eggs. After many times of hard work by the head teacher, I decided to make a new face with righteousness and dignity. I chose a barber shop that looked like a regular. After entering, I found that the store was deserted, only a dear friend was sitting on the stool, allowing the barber to do his best on top of his head. I glanced at the barber, and I was startled. His head is bumpy. Although my eyesight is not good, but fortunately I still have a pair of eyes. I tried to open my eyes to see if the hairdresser's hair was "Welcome", "Cool" and so on. Hair style, but after I even moved out the thinking of understanding Picasso's abstract paintings, I still didn't find out what the meaning of his head shape was. So I can only regret in the end: he must have difficulties with such a hairstyle!
  I waited in the store for a long time, and the barber was still cutting the man's hair. Seeing such a scene, I already had the urge to leave this barber shop. As soon as I was about to stand up, a man came outside. This man had a very cool head shape. He took a look in front of the mirror, straightened his hair, and asked, "Haircut?" At that time, I was so excited because there was only one person who took care of me after coming in for a long time, and I almost burst into tears, and then nodded stupidly. After a rough wash, he sat me on a stool ready to cut my hair. It was only after I sat on the stool that I came back to my senses: this person's head shape is so "classic" that he definitely couldn't have done it himself. The only thing they can do for themselves is to provide each other. When I saw that my fate was already doomed, I didn't make any unnecessary struggles, I just wanted this person to perform exceptionally well this time. Watching the scissors go back and forth on my head, I was really afraid that he would accidentally cut off my only two ears. After a while, my face became itchy at an inopportune time, so I stretched out my hands and scratched left and right, and along with the falling of broken hair, a hair entered my nostrils, I couldn't help sneezing, and my head shook. The barber probably felt a little impatient because I was moving around, and said, don't move! I resentfully rolled my eyes from the mirror to him. Halfway through the haircut, the barber suddenly asked, what hairstyle do you want? I forgot to ask you just now. As soon as I heard this, I greeted the eighteenth generation ancestors of the barber in my heart, and asked me what kind of hairstyle I had before I cut my hair halfway. I didn't even have any basic professional ethics. The barber also felt that he was not doing it properly, so he almost chatted with me and asked me, have you not studied? I was already angry, and when I heard this, I became even more angry, and said coldly, didn't you see me wearing the school uniform! He touched the dust of his nose, laughed a few times, and stopped talking.

After I finally finished my haircut, I put on my glasses and took a look in front of the mirror. The image in front of me naturally reminded me of Martyr Liu Hulan... That's all, after paying the money, I didn't want to stay for a second and flew out of the barber shop.

Thinking about this experience of my own, fortunately I was a student at the time, so I didn’t care so much about my image. Now that I am working, I feel that I can’t go out if my hair is not cut well. Fortunately, barbershops are becoming more and more standardized, and many will condolence customers through the Jindi SMS platform after a haircut, and ask for customer satisfaction, so the standard of barbers is okay now. Although the ugly hairstyle in middle school is a bit unbearable to look back on, in retrospect, I still feel that I was really beautiful at that time. Time passed by in a flash, and money was hard to buy. Although there was no golden clothes and food at that time, youth was the greatest wealth. Today's life is gradually improving, but it is no longer the youthful vitality of the day. Cherish today, don't wait until tomorrow to discover the value of today!