I have been in Kunming for a month, and seven days have passed since the New Year. In this bustling provincial capital, people come and go in a hurry. The courier brother delivered fast food every day, and then left in a hurry. Those workers who came to paste the floor, install corrugated windows, and assemble cabinets were also in a hurry, and after completion, they left in a hurry with the sentence "hit me if there is a problem".
My son and daughter-in-law are also very busy, busy with their studies and work, busy with contacting various materials, busy receiving couriers, busy supervising decoration, but too busy to rent back the house and eat a meal we cooked by ourselves. I nagged my lover that we would go back, we couldn't help much, and I was eating fast food outside.
This kind of psychology is actually a kind of loss or maladaptation. Every day, I also meet many people, and I can't remember any of them when I remember them at night. However, Brother Gu Qin called twice and asked me if I would go back, and if I went back, I would drink tea and drink together.
As soon as he said this, he missed those old brothers more and more. If it's at home in a small county town, I'm afraid I've already met a few times. Fortunately, my old classmate and best friend Xu Zhenghe came up with a prose topic, I have a guest, and I have time on the weekend, so I will write about it. Friend, I miss you.
Guests, distinguished guests, are too written, ask me to write, I would rather just say that a good friend has it. I have guests, that is, I have good friends, and these good friends are indispensable in life. They are my close friends, poetry friends with me, friends with me, wine friends who are inseparable from my tobacco and alcohol, and gentlemen's friends who are as plain as water.
I have guests, drumming and blowing sheng", I have friends, close friends, poetry friends, and drinking friends, what more can I ask for!
Best friends are friends of the heart, needless to say, they have a heart-to-heart connection with each other. Whenever I face a difficult situation, they are always the first person I confide in. And they always stand up for the first time, comfort me, and give me comfort and warmth.
Poetry friends are my soul mates. We wandered among the words together, chanted the wind and the moon, and enjoyed the mountains and rivers together. The journey to the West, the vastness of the Hexi Corridor, and Lao Gai's enthusiasm, wisdom and talent, always make me feel excited and unforgettable. Those times with poets and friends, and those witty words in the group, always make people feel refreshed.
Zen tea taste, this is my description of the friendship as plain as water. Although we can't be together all the time, but in my heart, I always remember that as long as I invite you to get together, I believe that I will rush to the meeting place as soon as possible, make a pot of good tea for you as soon as possible, and taste the sweets and sorrows of life with you. The exchange between Zen tea, needless to say, everything is in plain sight.
I have guests, poets, friends, and Zen tea. I really hope to go back soon, invite you, make a pot of tea, make a couplet, be imaginative, slowly taste tea, slowly couple, spend time together, plain and bland, endless taste.
Let's just this couplet:
In the Yellow Crane Tower, the wine is invited to the jade moon;
Outside the Pavilion of King Teng, Fan Xia rode for a long time.