In a busy city, there is an old tricycle whose headlights are a pair of loyal eyes that always stay at their posts day and night. We will temporarily refer to these car lights as “bright” and “on”.
Ming is the left headlight, which always appears calm and composed, like an experienced old man guiding direction with its soft light. And the bright one is the right headlight, which is lively and active, always flashing a curious light, exploring the unknown road ahead.
Whenever night falls, the pace of the city gradually slows down, but the work of brightness and brightness has just begun. They are the eyes of a tricycle, the guides it travels through the darkness. Ming always starts by saying, “Liang, we’re going to start working again. Are you ready?” Liang always excitedly answers, “Of course, Ming, I can’t wait to see what exciting things we’ll encounter tonight
They witness every corner of the city, from bustling commercial streets to quiet residential areas, from bustling night markets to tranquil parks. Minghe Liang is not only a navigation light for tricycles, but also a witness to urban nightlife.
Once, they encountered a lost little girl who was crying in the darkness of the night. Liang used its warm glow to illuminate the little girl’s face, while Ming steadily guided her towards home. With the help of Ming and Liang, the little girl finally found her way home.
On another stormy night, Ming and Liang had to work even harder because the rain blurred their vision. They tightly unite together, piercing through the rain curtain with a steadfast light, ensuring the safe arrival of the tricycle and its owner at their destination.
As time passed, Ming and Liang also began to feel tired, and their light was no longer as bright as before. But they never give up, even in the most difficult moments, they persist in emitting their last glimmer of light.
Until one day, the tricycle was bought by a new owner and replaced with a pair of brand new headlights. Ming and Liang were placed in the pile of old things, but they were not sad because they knew that they were once the guardians of this city at night and the guides for countless people on their way home.
The story of Ming and Liang tells us that even the smallest existence has its unique value and significance. Although they are just a pair of headlights on a tricycle, they illuminate people’s hearts in their own way.