Reading paves the way for the future
If tears can release all the stress, who will endure not to cry.
In the morning, I went to see my elderly parents, made dumplings and stewed fish. In the afternoon, I went to see my sick mother-in-law and father-in-law, and arranged another table of meals. When I returned home in the evening, I felt a little tired, and I fell asleep after lying in bed for a while. It wasn't until the continuous sound of firecrackers sounded outside the window that I woke up leisurely. The Lantern Festival night on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month is just like this.
I got up and found a few small candles, lit them and put them out of the front window, and this little ritual sense of the festival can be done.
I didn't want to move anymore when I continued to hide in bed, so I picked up the new book I had just picked up at the head of the bed and flipped through it in the night when the fireworks were shining outside the window, never thinking that it would cause tears to ripple.
The text is not gorgeous, concise and clear, just like the author's name - Jian Yuan. Like an old friend who has not met for a long time, once you can see it, you will tell you about the past for many years, what you have seen and heard, and the scenery on the road.
The night is dustless, and the moonlight is like silver" She said that she likes the sound of silver, warm and full of expectation, like the beauty of the jungle and fields in Xiangxi. "When will you return, be an idler? To a piano, a pot of wine, a stream of clouds. Everything has the charm of Qinglan......
She talked about her old father with cerebellar atrophy, sometimes sober, sometimes restless, and gradually lost his concern for everything, and "I" was in a hurry to rush back on Saturday, just because I remembered that my father had a thought of eating big peach ...... before he was admitted to the hospital
She talked about her lonely old mother, who lived alone in the countryside, and began to raise chickens and ducks, this one was named "pretty girl", and that one was called "black princess", just like a group ......of children raised by herself who never left home
She talked about the more than 10 provinces and cities she roamed in, Changsha, Nanchang, Beijing, Gansu, Dali, Guizhou, Aba ......From the granite path to the old blue brick house, from the carved windows and doors to the Changsha bullet words, from the broken wall of the city wall to the small canal flowing water, the soul of all things communicates, and the affectionate eye ...... life
Life is a long journey, "You must have traveled a long way, do you often sobbing in the middle of the night, but full of energy at dawn; Will they pull themselves in affirmation and denial, their emotions will continue to jump in amplification and remorse, and they will ...... frustrated, confused, and anxiousThe people around you don't stop, and you don't dare to stop at all; No matter how noisy the world is, you are alone. ”
Life is bittersweet, it makes us bruised and bruised, but it also gives us warmth. "Let's walk slowly along the long road, don't always keep your head down and forget that there are scenery along the way. "Unhurried, allow everything to happen. "Watching the cherry blossoms in spring, listening to the frogs chirping and cicadas in summer, looking at the moon and stargazing in autumn nights, smelling the fragrance of wax plums in winter, sometimes in all seasons, the scenery is infinite, there are always some quiet corners, it is worth us to settle down and perch. ”
It's so strange for people to be silently under all the pressures of life, without complaining or complaining. However, when you hear a comforting word from someone else, you will instantly cry.
Jian Yuan's words are just like a clear spring bubbling out, reaching the soft corners of your heart, making you feel that a pair of gentle hands are patting your shoulders invisibly, giving you comfort and strength.
Life is not a track, but a wilderness. Go to study, travel, cultivate yourself, and go to the wider world to find the original true and shining self.
Life is slow, and time has its own answers