Light

Due to the congenital allergy, I almost rejected all the strong smells in nature, and gradually got used to slowing down and fading down, making everything around fade down, I gradually get used to enjoying the faint loneliness and the faint fragrance of loneliness. I naturally understand that the fragrance of all kinds of spring flowers is lively, the sweet fragrance of autumn harvest Orchard is rich, and the rich fragrance of perfume gas stations in the store is self-evident, however, this kind of strength and publicity always makes me lose my fortune, and I choose to avoid it far away. The earliest fragrance memory in my childhood came from my innate allergic constitution, which was used to save life. In my memory, the sole of my feet often bulges one or several round copper coins without any warning, which spreads up rapidly with the growth rate of the itchy bone erosion and the tide. At that time, I didn’t understand the fear and helplessness of my parents, so I just cried and scratched desperately. Every time is like a war, acupuncture, fire baking, salt pickling, alum soaking, burning incense and divination make copper coins, and finally, my parents still found out two surprisingly successful prescriptions in nearly a hundred battles a year: toilet water and vinegar mixed with cold tofu for external application. Since then, it seems that the smell of dew I hate has never left my childhood. I didn’t know until I studied medicine that it was actually just a kind of allergy. It was just an extremely common multiform red spot, which was far from what my parents worried. It would kill me if it spread over my ankle. Because I hate the smell of toilet water, I choose to apply cold tofu more often. My red spot seemed to be tricked by monsters. The unbearable hot scalding soon boiled the tender watery tofu in the cloth bag. After a layer of smoke rose, it dried up slowly. After such transposition, my red spot has already been nowhere to be found. However, my allergy seems to have a trace to follow. For example, some kind of strong fragrance of flowers and several pieces of scallion which are not cooked can involve me into a war quickly. Since then, our family has been far away from flowers and plants. Occasionally, when eating scallions, the whole tree will be wrapped into a Garland and thrown away before being put out of the pot. At that time, I was madly obsessed with my mother’s dressing box. Facing the mirror, I played with some simple small ornaments in it for a long time. After many years, I realized that what I was obsessed with was the wood original incense called nanmu. The fragrance of wood is safe and generous to me. When getting married, the Zhangmu box is indispensable. Since then, I have the silent companionship of Woody incense, enjoying its endless and pervasive embrace. Although the wood original fragrance is very light, it has strong penetrability. Besides the camphorwood box, there are also two small wooden beads in the bedroom. The dark yellow wood primary color, such as grape size and coarse texture, is not exquisite, I thought it was just a layer of chemical perfume, and threw it into the underwear drawer. Many years later, I accidentally turned over the drawer and found that the two little wooden beads were still lying in a corner in silence. Holding it in my palm, I breathed deeply. The faint wood fragrance slowly oozed out, but I could never find its origin. What kind of material is it? Who on earth is it? When did I get it for free? However, I was unconsciously enjoying the underwear it had dyed, and dyed every inch of my skin lightly. Fragrance is directional, which is a kind of irresistible guide and has extremely magical magic. For the first time, my deep yearning for a person’s body fragrance came from homesickness. During the summer vacation of the first year of senior high school, my girlfriend and I went out for training together with brother Qiao, a senior high school student in the same studio. In that city where I was extremely unaccustomed to dialect and diet, it seemed that I was more sticky with the fragrance of my bestie shampoo and brother Joe’s slightly sour sweat. It seemed that as long as I was surrounded by this unique smell, my heart would be extremely stable. After an extremely panic search in the afternoon, at last, beside the Shahe River in the evening, brother Qiao told me apologetically that his girlfriend dropped out of school, fearing that he could not stand my tears, so he left without saying goodbye; and brother Qiao himself is going to leave. He is going to the distant Zhejiang Academy of Fine Arts. But at that time, I just lowered my head and pulled brother Rajo’s cuff quietly, as if I sighed deeply. Only I knew that I am was so greedy at that time and breathed deeply. I knew, in the following days, this smell will be the courage for me to continue to stay. With it, it is enough to dispel the anxiety and fear in the deep heart of a foreign land. When I was in junior high school, I envied the tire sofa that San Mao picked up in the Sahara and the exotic photo frame. I accidentally picked up a sea-blue glass perfume bottle beside the campus path, there is also a golden silk collar on the metal cap. At first sight, I only took it as a pendant, which was beautiful to hang on my neck. It was a feeling that I could not leave it for many years. I didn’t know when the rope broke. I was at a loss for a long time, and finally realized that what I didn’t give up was not the empty bottle, but the lingering faint fragrance. Looking at all kinds of perfume bottles full of my photo album, I couldn’t help laughing. Although I hadn’t smeared it, the faint perfume smell had already melted into my life. I often call myself a happy person. Although there are not many perfumes coming into my life, they are not expensive, and almost all come from others’ gifts. Careful, although I know a little about the production and use of perfume, and I am sensitive and picky about myself, I still dare not touch it easily, let alone the lymph gathering place of my body. Therefore, I prefer the late flavor of a perfume, and hardly care about the previous flavor and the Middle flavor. That is to say, I just want to enjoy them staying quietly in one corner of my room, but still invade me everywhere, encroach on my long hair, sweat glands, and the faint aftertaste of the fluttering clothes. I have always been curious about a word. When I hear a woman, the feminine taste should be a kind of taste, a kind of cultivation, and a kind of fragrance of soul penetrating into the marrow. For me who is allergic, it is also a fate. The singer left a message saying that the new photo of karaoke is good, but the black hair should be dyed a Little Burgundy; The eyebrows are too light, so take time to tattoo. Yes, my hair and eyebrows are too light. I know that even my voice is light. My whole body is not light? Today, I accidentally saw a string of wooden bracelets. The light Woody incense matches me very well, and I just reward myself. Therefore, I often thank God for giving me the fate of allergy and creating my unique lonely light fragrance. In these years, no matter at home or out, I have formed the habit of drinking a cup of water casually. Because of allergic larynx spasm, my life is ready to be diluted to be lighter at any time. For this mild smell, I think I am love the wind. Whenever the wind blows, I can smell the smell of seasons and trees and flowers. Because of the wind, I never thought about leaving the original fragrance of these plants. It was just far away and lighter. I followed the call of my heart and enjoyed the mellow fragrance that never abandoned me in the wind at the right time. I have been unwilling to admit the extent of my obsession with voice. Unconsciously, there is more space for karaoke and reading friends. Besides the pleasure brought by voice, I also enjoy the Cadence created by breath and temperature, and the pervasive charming taste. I think, apart from hearing, I am more accustomed to using taste senses to comment subjectively. My daughter recommended a movie called “scent a woman”, and the original American voice undoubtedly only recognized one kind of emotion to me. Fortunately, I smelt a line with my sensitive nose: the soul cannot have artificial limbs! Perhaps as the plot explains, the fragrance of soul is the most charming, precious and honorable. The good fragrance must be quiet, even bitter, simple, clean and aloof, while the most wonderful fragrance comes from the soul, which can draw and redeem the helpless life. 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