Siheyuan: A young man starts a game and ignores the law

The two old men smiled at each other, their smiles revealing a kind of happiness and satisfaction. They knew that although the years had brought them into old age, they still had a young heart, cherishing the good times and cherishing every moment in front of them.

The sun gradually sank to the west, and a faint red glow appeared in the sky. Under this beautiful sunset, the two old people continued to sit on the bench, chatting quietly and sharing each other's stories. They knew that no matter how the years changed, no matter how time passed, they would always be with each other and spend every moment of the rest of their lives together.

Su Ming's parents were both workers. They were hardworking and simple, and they had been silently supporting the family. Su Ming's childhood memories were filled with bits and pieces of this courtyard. He chased and played in the courtyard, climbing up and down, as if the whole courtyard was his paradise.

However, as time went by, the courtyard house began to look old and dilapidated. As the city developed, more and more high-rise buildings rose from the ground, replacing the original buildings. Despite this, Su Ming still deeply loved the land where he grew up, and his feelings for this old Beijing have never changed.

In the 1980s, Beijing was in the early stages of reform and opening up. With the implementation of reform policies, the city began to flourish. New commercial districts and high-end residential areas were built one after another, attracting more and more people to this prosperous city.

Su Ming also faced his own growth and challenges in this era. He entered university and began his academic career. The new things on the university campus broadened his horizons and made him full of expectations and longings for the future.

However, at the same time, the changes in the city also brought some inevitable problems. The Siheyuan in old Beijing was gradually affected by the "demolition" in urban planning. Some Siheyuan were demolished, while others were transformed into commercial blocks or high-end residences. The original residents were forced to leave the place where they had lived for many years.

Su Ming was filled with worry and reluctance for his homeland. He began to realize that the development of the city brought prosperity, but it also came at a price. He began to think about how he should protect the land he loved so much and how to make the development of the city more harmonious and more humane.

On this new day, the sunshine of Beijing shines through the dense clouds and falls on the streets, bringing a touch of warmth to people. In the courtyard, Su Ming and his friend Ma Hua are busy with a special task.

"Su Ming, hurry up! We have to move these woods to the backyard, otherwise we will be criticized again when the carpenter comes." Ma Hua urged anxiously.

Su Ming carried a bundle of wood and said to Ma Hua with a smile, "Don't worry, Ma Hua, I know how important this is. I won't hold you back."

Two young men were busy shuttling back and forth in the courtyard, beads of sweat had already appeared on their foreheads, but their faces were filled with satisfaction and joy.

"What do you think this courtyard house should be transformed into?" Su Ming stopped his work, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and asked curiously.

Ma Hua also stopped what he was doing, looked up at Su Ming, and said with a smile: "I heard that this courtyard will be transformed into an artist studio and cultural and creative center, specifically providing a platform for creative young people to showcase their talents."

Su Ming's eyes flashed with excitement, and he thought to himself: "That's great! Our old yard will be revitalized with new vitality and vigor."

With the efforts of the two young people, the wood was moved to the backyard, and the carpenter arrived as scheduled and began to renovate the courtyard. The yard was filled with the sound of sawing and knocking, but all this could not cover up the joy and expectation in Su Ming and Ma Hua's hearts.

A few days later, the renovation of the courtyard had made initial progress. Some new artistic decorations were added to the courtyard, and the walls were covered with paintings and handicrafts, giving people a unique artistic atmosphere.

"Su Ming, what do you think of this yard now?" Ma Hua stood in the middle of the yard, looked around and asked with satisfaction.

Su Ming also stopped his work, looked around carefully, and nodded with a smile: "It's really great! I think this yard has completely regained new vitality and vigor. I believe that in the future this will become a place where many creative and talented young people gather, and we will also create more beautiful memories here."

It was a sunny spring day in Beijing. In this old Beijing courtyard, Su Ming and his good friend Ma Hua were chatting in the yard.

"Su Ming, what have you been busy with recently? I haven't seen you for a long time." Ma Hua asked curiously while smoking a cigarette.

Su Ming smiled and raised his head. While sorting the documents on the table, he said, "Recently, I have been busy helping some residents who were being relocated to deal with some matters. You know, they have lived in the alleys that were demolished for decades. Now they have to move, and there are many things that need to be dealt with."

"Demolition, this topic is really sad." Ma Hua sighed and put out the cigarette in his hand.

Su Ming nodded, picked up a photo from the computer and handed it to Ma Hua: "Look, this is a photo I took yesterday in the demolition alley. Look at these old houses. Seeing them about to be demolished, I really feel indescribable."

Ma Hua took the photo and looked at it carefully. In the photo, rows of old courtyard houses were arranged in order, with mosses growing on the roofs and various ornaments placed at the door, giving people a feeling of peace and tranquility. However, facing the fate of demolition, these houses are destined to be erased forever.

"These old houses have witnessed the lives of too many people and carry too many memories. It's a pity that they are all going to be demolished," Ma Hua said with emotion.

Su Ming nodded silently, his heart filled with emotion. He withdrew his gaze from the photo and began to sort out the documents on the table, preparing to continue his busy work.

In the old Beijing courtyard, Su Ming and Ma Hua's renovation plan received unexpected response.

One day, Su Ming and Ma Hua were busy tidying up the debris in the yard when a strange old man walked in.

"Hello, I'm Uncle Liu. I heard that you want to transform this yard into an artist studio, so I came here to take a look." The old man said with a smile.

Su Ming and Ma Hua looked at each other, both a little surprised. They had not expected that their plan would attract so much attention.