Feel

I always feel that the years are in a hurry, and fate is like a naughty child, making a joke on you unconsciously. However, when we get used to this kind of thing, we all learn how to deal with it, among which there are many protesters, but 9% and nine became ideal slaves. There are escapers who live in the Mountain Forest and seek temporary peace of mind. Of course, there are also people who let nature take its course. They are still doing what they should do, completing a job, being a good father… a good mother… a good son… a good daughter. Actively improve their own functions in the society. And I am also a natural person. So I began to pay attention to everything around me that I had never paid attention to before. Every flower passing by the lakeside garden, every leaf falling off the shoulder, every rain in the eyes, and every snowflake touching the cheek. Quietly watching the child telling the story of her and her companions, dancing with joy, listening to the sound of the newly boiled spring water slowly pouring into the purple sand teapot, watching pieces of tea flying happily in the water, gradually calm down, its essence of absorbing the sun and moon, and its sweet fragrance after milling and grinding through wind and rain are perfectly released. The gratitude and reverence to the nature have been achieved only after a cup of tea is lifted. So I slowed down and saw the ants moving up the tree that I could only see in my childhood. I distinguished the long-lost sound of grasshopper from the Murs of autumn insects, there were several tender chirps of young birds mixed in the ticking rain. In the quiet winter night, the sound of falling snow is more like a long round dance in a gentle solo —- cha… cha… cha…….. I casually rummaged through what I wrote on the desk, and had a deeper understanding of Lu Xun’s self-mockery poems copied a few days ago. Yes, what do you want to deliver it to Huagai? If you don’t dare to turn over, you have met him. The broken hat covers the downtown area, and the wine on the boat is flowing in the middle. Hengmeilengdui criticism, government first willing ox. Hide in the small building to unify, regardless of his winter, summer and spring and autumn. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring

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Waiting

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Be good at listening to different voices and opinions

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Sick time

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