Haruki
Writer and poet.
It would be nice if the home was a small botanical garden
It's time to buy flowers at home, the carnations I bought the other day are a little decayed, and the white and red flowers are starting to turn yellow, which means it's time for them to be replaced. It happened to be only one subway stop away from one of the flower shops I frequented, but I made a mistake when I got out of the station, and the exit was a bit far from the flower shop. Do you go on or go straight home?Eventually, I decided to go to the florist. I have to revise my two books at home, practice German, change short stories**, and even start a new long one, if I don't make my home environment better, I will definitely not be able to improve efficiency, if I don't buy flowers today, I will feel bad to myself, self-pity for a long time. I'm the kind of person who can finish quickly when I'm in a good mood, but I can't do anything when I'm in a bad mood. So, flowers, should be considered my work expenses!
There is a handful of lilac chrysanthemums in front of the flower shop, smell it, the aroma is tangy, a handful of 5 euros. It's cheap, and a bouquet of flowers in the supermarket costs a few euros, which is ugly. I picked up a handful, and while waiting for the checkout, I found that the florist had made a very beautiful bouquet of flowers, but it cost 15 euros for a bouquet. The reason why I like this flower shop is because of its good taste and the quality of the flowers. Which one to buy?I hesitated. If you want to save money, of course, buy 5 euros, if you want to pamper yourself, choose 15 euros. What about me?I want both!
Holding two handfuls of beautiful flowers, everyone on the road will catch a glimpse. Maybe they're thinking, this is the flower they just receivedOr was it for a friend?When I go home, prune and put them in a bottle and put them on my desk, and every time I see them, I feel very happy.
Writing
A friend sent her short essay in English, which was an assignment for a creative writing project at a UK university she was participating. I read it quickly and suggested that she revise the ending. In the short story, don't try to cram everything into it. The length of the short story determines that we should not make the characters and events too complicated, and in particular, do not have a big event at the end that seems to be described in detail, but does not describe in detail the development of the characters.
I say, you're writing about middle-class confusion to resonate with the reader. She said, "It's ironic, but it's true."
In fact, the subject matter and the class of the ** character are not important, the important thing is to write the character to make people empathize, which requires very individual pain to show. The more individual, the more resonant.
Epiphany
Coming out of the movie theater where I was about to freeze to death and texting my friends in the sunset, I suddenly felt carefree and stress-free and very relaxed, in fact, that feeling can be said to be "no feeling", and I was completely immersed in the momentary situation of texting my friends. It wasn't until I swept over to the people sitting on the side of the road drinking drinks that I realized, oh, this is Berlin. I walked through the ** with ease, like my body didn't exist. This unfinished movie is "Oppenheimer", why is it so boring, I still read "Oppenheimer".
When I got home, I thought about this moment again and realized that it would be good that way. Don't worry about anything, just be myself. And I have to be myself, dress up well, match my age, my mentality, my personality, and match the jewelry I like.
And one day after the epiphany, I started to worry about life again. It would be nice to have a moment every day, really a moment, to forget where you are and forget all your worries.
“that’s ok.”
I had to go to the U.S. embassy for an interview, and because I wasn't allowed to bring my phone that day, I went a day early. The closer you get to the embassy, the more secluded it becomes, and there are a couple of museums nearby, and I really like that part, there is a tree on the side of the road that looks like a heart.
On the day of my visa, I delivered the pie to school early, and I set off before I had time to eat. While waiting for the bus, I wanted to buy a hot cup of coffee, but they only had eco-friendly plastic cups and required a dollar deposit, which I thought was troublesome and didn't buy it. I endured hunger and cold in line, and suddenly it cooled down that day. The interviewer basically didn't look at the materials I had prepared, just asked a few questions. She asked me how long I had been in Germany and I said 8 years. At this time, I remembered that I had my residence card in my wallet, so I took it out, and she shook her head gently, "That's OK" passed.
I always want to prove myself, but there are some things that don't matter. Of course, this may be the difference between American thinking and German thinking, and in Germany, countless documents are always needed to prove who you are, which is cumbersome and inefficient.
I love the phrase "that's ok", it's a positive way of thinking.
When I came out, I saw the heart-shaped tree in front of me again. It's so beautiful, so comforting to me. Sometimes, seeing beauty is a comfort. While I was admiring the trees, another short guy who was waiting for the bus accosted me and asked me if I had passed, saying that the lady asked him a lot of questions, but "she was good". True, the Americans are not as serious and old-fashioned as the Germans, at least their attitude is friendly. He said he was a professor, and when I asked him what he taught, he said a word, which had something to do with art. He said goodbye to me, went first, and went to the front to take another bus. At one stop on the bus, I saw a bunch of adolescent kids waiting for the bus, all of them students, and there was a girl in a blue crop top who had been waiting for the same bus as me in the morning. It's just that I didn't get in that car, and I was waiting to buy coffee, so I missed that one and got on the next one.
I sighed at the wonder of the encounter. I also feel that one sentence has inspired me so much. That's right, language is thinking.
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