World

I have been idle at home for more than half a month, and I have been staying at home all the time. I can even count the number of times I go out with my fingers broken. It was not because of the bad weather, but because I was relatively suitable for traveling some days ago. It was just because I was a house. Even if I had time and mood, I didn’t have the eager desire to go out. Of course, I also know that even if I go out, I can’t go far away. My physical condition is there. I can’t walk around the square for one or two times, so I am eager to be carried to my home and lie down, fortunately, I am not a person who can’t stand loneliness. At home alone, I can still be at ease. Unlike my husband, I can’t go in the crowd for a day, just like an eggplant beaten by frost. Although I am a resident, it does not mean that I do not love the nature. When I was young, I was also keen on traveling. Compared with the cultural landscape, I prefer to go everywhere in the mountains to see the green scenery and catch some butterflies among flowers, it can give me great happiness. People’s needs are different. Some people love thrills, while others love peace and comfort. There is no reason to force others to accept their own lifestyle. Four years ago, when I came back from climbing Mount Lu, my waist was painful and my legs couldn’t fall to the ground, which made me find the severity of my illness. I understood: in this life, I’m afraid I won’t have any chance to travel any more. Of course, there will be regrets. Every time I mention it to my family, I will cry occasionally. Indeed, the world is so big, but I will be imprisoned in a room. Seeing my tears, my husband would comfort me, saying that when he had time in the future, he would drive me by car. Even if he could not travel all over the world, he would certainly take me all over China. I know that this is probably just a distant dream. When will he have time? Even if he finally had time to accompany me one day, I might have been dead long ago. I smiled and said to my husband, “Are you taking my ashes all over China? When my husband heard my words, he said I would say all my disheartened words. It is not that I deliberately say discouraged words, but that I am worried that such a beautiful thing cannot be achieved by myself. I have never believed in the things of relieving thirst and drawing a bottle to satisfy hunger. I once said in my office that I wanted to go to the desert alone and the grassland. The colleague smiled and said: If you go to travel, you can go to travel. Why should you emphasize on going alone? Yes, why should we emphasize a person? Because, I think it is even harder to find partners in the same industry than the scenery. Instead of being with noisy and boring people, it is better to enjoy the beautiful scenery alone. Of course, this is still a dream. No one takes care of my body, and it is difficult to move an inch. Therefore, I simply broke all my thoughts and stayed at home wholeheartedly. Fortunately, now is not the isolated age in the past. If you don’t go out, you can know everything in the world; If you don’t go out, you can enjoy the beauty of the world. Internet is really a good thing, and books are really a good thing. I am still happy without leaving home. Every flower is in full bloom and every leaf is sprouting, which can make me excited. If I can’t reach the nature, I can also create a small nature at home. When my husband went out, I took him to the door. My husband went home and I welcomed him back. Waiting is also a wonderful feeling. Life cannot be less hopeful. The world is so big that I can’t enjoy the beautiful scenery; The world is so big that I can’t walk. But I am willing to stay at home, waiting for a promise, waiting for a sweetness, waiting for a love. Like (prose editor: drops of ink become wounds) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

Life

The third memory of Collection: Open the stamp book, open the box, pieces of hard matchboxes, pieces of rich stamps, lighters one by one, and present them one by one. Walking from the depth of time, I was speechless to describe the dusty memories one by one, the stories of time one by one, a different mood and a period of time that could not be recovered. There is always the image of a young girl floating in front of us, which seems to touch the simple busyness, simple happiness and simple loneliness of those years. On a bright sunny day and a warm afternoon, the Sun splashed on the desk through the window glass. Sitting in front of the desk, doing homework, reading extra-curricular books and looking at these collections in the corner of the desk. Tired, tired, look out of the window, blue sky and white clouds, green and lush, leaves swaying. How many afternoons a young girl has spent in such a state. That kind of purity and happiness is no longer available now. Each of these objects depicts a period of annual rings. Ignorance flows in the beautiful stamps, and youth slides through the shiny surface of the lighter. I have carefully collected it, and I have been reluctant to discard it. I cherish it infinitely. It is not only the object itself, but also a collection of my feelings and happiness in the passing time. How many times, sitting in front of the articles of time, staring at the road of youth when you come. At this moment, the clock stops. Time, youth and purity are not in books, but attached to this piece and one piece. They cover the changes of time, hide the passing of time, hide beside themselves, wait for themselves to open them, recall and recall. When I opened them, the objects were as fresh as before, glittering and vivid. One by one, they told me the stories of Green years silently, telling me the simple happiness of a young girl. Closing them seems to cover a period of unforgettable time and collect a story of time. If we say that it was a simple collection at the beginning, then now we are collecting an unforgettable period of time, a simple happiness, a simple mood and a story of time. They are far away from themselves and can never come back. I can only recall, sigh and look forward to these things. Candy paper, cigarette paper, lost when lost, unfortunately, unfortunately, will not come back. As time goes by, youth is no longer there, and the story of time can only be left in the time like water, which cannot flow back. If you can save it well, you can only save your mood and happiness. Like (prose editor: drops of ink become wounds) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…