Article 1: Not seeing my childhood
It's always such a long way home. The mountains and waters outside the car reflect my childhood and truly weave my dream hometown. Spinning wheel, mixed with my complicated heartbeat, opened a childhood memory. Close your eyes, my hometown is in my heart, and I count the familiar stars in the sky and sleep peacefully. But I always feel that I should wake up. The hurried years are carving my face and changing my life. It seems too late, just like the rain in late autumn, which moistened my eyes and took away my childhood.
Childhood, gone forever, what I can take away may be just a passing cloud. Lonely heart, longing for a continuous drizzle, from the past to the present, and then along the eaves of home, sliding across my face and my memory. Memory, so humid and lazy sunshine seems to tell me that my childhood is gone, leaving only me running for my life.
Those lost youth didn't tell me, who took my childhood away? But I will always think of my mother's warm arms. I had a quiet sleep and almost ended my life. I am skinny and carefree, sucking my mother's withered * * * and dancing with two small hands. I think, I'm performing, and I want to continue a wonderful story for the rest of my life. This is not my art, but a commemoration of my childhood. I want to keep it, because I think those are my lost happiness. In the noisy world, I can only chew my childhood, hoping that time can stop my lazy thoughts.
Standing on the land of my hometown, even a dwarf tree or a weed growing by the roadside can always guide me back to my childhood. At this time, my heart can't resist the torture of time and reveal those familiar names. Their childhood, once intertwined with me, together outlined a distant paradise. I have never been to heaven, but I believe the clouds in my hometown will tell me. Unfortunately, so far, I haven't heard those stories about heaven. Actually, I wanted to build a house in heaven, but those old people who were children didn't go. I guess it may be taken away by the Buddha, or it may be to turn over a new leaf and go back to the past. I haven't seen their past, but I know that the land under my feet has stolen them. I don't want to dig because the thick loess has buried those stories.
Listen, the earth is beating, and countless heroes climb out of graves and hide in the grass. In my life, they kept humming that forgotten song day and night. The familiar melody keeps turning, bringing out my tears and my flowers. I was in tears, holding flowers, and when I was ready to hum, I forgot the song. I sat on the ridge of the field, summer insects played leisurely, and my thoughts climbed up the broken branches of mulberry trees, and the buds were green and delicate. I seem to see red mulberries on the branches. I licked my tongue, and there seemed to be a sour and sweet taste in my mouth. I wolfed down, but I was still hungry. I turned my head and stopped thinking about the mulberries that disappeared with the frog.
When I saw those rolling hills, I guess I must have lost my way in them when I was a child. Then I looked feebly at the bright moon in the sky, hoping that the bright moonlight would take me home. Unfortunately, the clouds are thick and dusk covers my eyes. I am like a snail, crawling forward without direction, because I remember the piles of hay at home. They are so simple and honest, as long as I pass by them, I will remember their kind smiles. Now, they are gone. Maybe they got lost in the rolling mountains like my childhood. But I hope they have changed from black ashes to a weed, and they have been constantly pursuing my footsteps of leaving home.
I like to break the peace of water barefoot. It was a paddy field full of water, tender seedlings emerged from the water, and several naughty frogs croaked. I sat on a smooth stone, rolled up my trouser legs and kept patting the water. Clear water bloomed in childhood, and in a blink of an eye, they reluctantly returned to the field. I know this is a blooming and a fading. I gave them life and ended their lives. I am a sinner, so I decided to hide in that bamboo forest, hold those bamboo shoots and eat them greedily like a weevil. Only in this way can we stop that bamboo forest from continuing to rule that water area. I believe that water also needs freedom and life, so I want to erase that shadow. From then on, the sunshine passed through the bamboo forest, reflecting the clear and clean water surface so beautifully. Underwater, aquatic plants grow wildly in my footprints, and ugly bugs pose ugly. I think it's time to throw a stone and stir up ripples that only belong to childhood.
Out of childhood, where can I go? The road of life can never escape the bondage of memory. In addition to the dilapidated mud tile house, mottled walls and dripping ground under the eaves, I seem to see piles of dry wood. I want to push open the half-open wooden door. It has forgotten its age, but I dare not disturb the last time of its life. It needs silence and my company. It is so desolate, and I, the only companion, don't want to see its broken remains. I don't believe it. All I need is my lost childhood. I believe that my ruthlessness is not a kind of cruelty, but a sublimation of my soul. It should also understand that only by leaving the present can it find the past in the future.
The sunset in my hometown, some beauty is heartbreaking. Blood-red clouds drifted south one by one, and the empty sky became lower and lower. I picked up the morning flowers of my childhood and propped up my world. In my world, there are many wrinkles on grandparents' faces. However, their smiles are still so loving. I seem to see that thin child, stepping over those thresholds step by step, running into a grassy field, chasing his childhood closely. Maybe that's when I lost my childhood. Then forget those Millennium vicissitudes and eternal promises.
Forever has passed, and my promise has failed, because those children in my hometown have grown up. Now, we are no longer slaves of childhood, and the familiarity of childhood has gradually faded, followed by endless strangeness. They are too busy knitting their children's childhood. Only I, the child who was betrayed in childhood, have been wandering these days. No one knows where I will go. I walked aimlessly, hoping to see the smoke from my hometown again, hear the sound of my hometown stream and smell the fragrance of wheat ears again.
Finally, I left. I walked on that overgrown path, carrying my luggage and stumbling step by step. Although there is no one behind me to send me, I am willing to believe that my hometown is reluctant to send me. I am its child, and now I am wandering in a foreign land, which is as painful as my hometown. I have never loved so much. My life has been deeply rooted in every inch of my hometown, and it is fragrant everywhere. The world has never been desolate.
The breeze blew and the distant call came. I look back, but I can't see the blurred face of my hometown. I thought, maybe I should hide in piles of rubble and peek at the tearful eyes when my hometown touched my childhood traces. But I didn't stop, because I used to be a duckweed in my hometown, floating in that rice field. Now I am dry, clinging to that smooth stone, listening to the wind and rain telling the story about my childhood.
When my hometown is old, my youth can't heal. Tonight, I will go through my childhood, return to my dream, pick up a little bit, and the happiness I left behind.
20 13 years1October 24th in Zhu Hong, Chengdu.
Rule 2: If there is only one day left in life,
Today, my friend sent me a message and asked me: If there is only one day left, what do you want to do most?
I was silent after reading it, not because I didn't have an idea, but because I didn't know how to answer.
I want to say: I will accompany my parents. They have worked hard for * * * for most of their lives. Take care of your young self when you are young, and gradually hope that you will grow up, go to college and stay away from home. My mother calls me every night for fear of delaying my study, but I still can't help thinking about my children. My father never said anything, but when he came home in the first month of college, he lost weight 1 1 kg, and his mouth was full of bubbles. When I asked him if he missed him, he cooked me a table of favorite dishes. Later, I got married and had my own family and children. They were still not relaxed. Now I must take care of my children. They work too hard. In the past, my family was poor, and my parents were ordinary workers, earning money by physical strength. Everything in the family was saved by their mouths. They have worked hard for half their lives, but they have never traveled. My mother's dream is to climb the Great Wall. I want to take my parents to Beijing for a few days, to see the Forbidden City, the Forbidden City and climb the Great Wall.
I want to say: I will take good care of my baby. The baby has been taken care of by myself since birth. She is used to the feeling of her mother around. I went to work when she was six months old. After feeding the baby in the morning, I went to the company Grandma gave me some complementary food when I was hungry at home during the day. On the first day of work, I went home at noon, and the baby was angry. My six-month-old baby pouted and got angry. My husband and I didn't laugh all noon. In the second week of work, the baby had a fever. In the afternoon, I asked for leave to stay at home with her. When changing diapers, the baby kept holding my neck and dragging me. Looking at my heart is really sour. I want to spend a wonderful day with her and play with her favorite toys. My baby likes drinking apple juice. I will squeeze a glass of juice for her myself.
I want to say: I will accompany my husband well. We have been married for almost four years, and we agreed to have a good trip after marriage. On the fifth day after marriage, I had an operation on acute appendicitis. Due to poor health, I was not ventilated for a few days after the operation, dizzy and unable to move. He began to take care of me day and night. Within a week, this young man in his twenties looks like an uncle in his thirties and forties. My husband and I both like the sea, and he likes Sanya. If I can live one day, I want to say that I will accompany him to Sanya, walk hand in hand on the soft beach and see the real sea. My husband believes in Buddhism, and I will accompany him to burn incense at Guanyin, the largest seaside in Hainan, and pray for the harmony and health of our whole family.
I want to say: I will take good care of my parents-in-law. My parents-in-law are rural people who face the loess all their lives. My husband is not an only child, and he has a sister at home. My father-in-law's wish is to go to Wutai Mountain. If one day, my husband and I will take them to Wutai Mountain.
We are always exhausted by the trivial things in life. If there is really only one day left in life, will you still care so much about those external things? Understanding is like a bridge, with roads at both ends. Without a bridge, the road is broken. Tolerance is like an umbrella, under which there is warmth. Without an umbrella, the world will become cold. In fact, many things we are not satisfied with in life are just because of our words. The sunshine is always there, and sometimes it's just that we have been standing in the shadows.
Let go of the chase, and the breeze will naturally Xu Lai; Loosen your brows and the world will relax. From now on, I will cherish everything I have and spend more time with my parents, my children and my lover. Even if there is really only one day left in the world, I can feel at ease and say to myself: I have no regrets.
Chapter Three: Happy Lifestyle
Ruthless "is the happiest way of life.
People's emotions are dominated by their hearts. People will be happy if their hearts are happy. "Free from distractions" is a good way of life and art to maintain a relaxed and happy life and promote good health.
Not too heavy:
A person's scheming is too heavy. If you want to think about calculating others and guard against others calculating yourself, you will have no peace. If you want to live a long life, you can't be too focused or too calculating. Research by American psychologists shows that people who are too good at calculation generally have fast heart rate, poor sleep and are often accompanied by insomnia; It can also lead to dysfunction and susceptibility to various diseases. When people think too complicated, it will also increase a lot of disputes and disputes. Not only will you not get any benefits, but you will be exhausted over time and affect your physical and mental health. Therefore, a little "child's play" attitude towards others is actually one of the secrets of health and longevity.
Don't be too greedy:
Greed is human nature, Sima Qian said: "The world is bustling for profit, and the world is bustling for profit." Everyone is greedy, but we should control it within the normal range, just like building a dike to stop a swift flood. As soon as people's greed comes up, their minds will be crooked, their troubles will be entangled, they will be deceived, and their lives will be restless. As Lu You said: "People are suffering, not satisfied, and insatiable." People who are too greedy often lose more than they gain. Therefore, without greed, there is no trouble, and with a normal heart, there is a quiet heart.
Not too jealous:
Some people often see what others are better than themselves, but ignore what others envy in themselves, like to compare with others, and even envy others. If you are influenced by this kind of psychology, you will not feel the beauty in life. In fact, everyone has their own advantages in all aspects. Those who are richer than you are not as leisurely as you are, and those who are more beautiful than you are not as good as you. Envy others, it is better to use your own advantages to turn small things in life into happiness and live a sweet life.
No impetuous heart;
In today's complicated and impetuous social background, some people squeeze patience out of place, impetuous and eager for quick success. Once a person is impetuous, he will lose patience in doing things, will not be practical in doing things, and will easily do wrong and stupid things on impulse. In fact, what is there to care about if you are impetuous? What should come will come sooner or later, and you can't stay if you want to leave. In life, you are lucky to get it, but you can't get your destiny. Everything goes with the flow, let nature take its course, and let yourself live comfortably, easily and smartly.
No heavy psychological burden:
We live in peace and prosperity, without war and hunger. What are we worried about? Sun Simiao's essence of keeping fit is "less worry", and Han Meilin's practice of "not worrying about staying overnight, not being angry about staying overnight" is worth learning. Yesterday is gone forever, no need to worry; Today is a happy day, there is no need to worry; Tomorrow is beyond our reach, so there is no need to worry. Worrying about meaningless little things in life, accumulating in your heart, will cause fatigue and injury, and will reduce your quality of life and happiness index. In this complicated world, we should live happily and always be the masters of our own moods. If you don't look for trouble, if you don't pay attention to it, you will be happy every day.