As Goethe said: The tree of life is evergreen.
The following photos are all from my mobile phone photo album. No matter how busy I am recently, I will go out for a walk for an hour after dinner. Nothing is more important than keeping healthy and exercising. If I don't feel tired, I will jog for a while. Nowadays, the feeling of heartbeat is not who you see, but how many steps you take.
A flower and a world, a leaf and a bodhi.
White and dark green together always make me feel calm and affectionate, not as vibrant as grass green, but more calm and practical. How pure white is, it will always be my favorite.
Looking at a small white flower from a distance, each flower has its own appearance. Although small, it is blooming, existing and beautiful with its own attitude.
Even if one day, the flowers are scattered and I don't know, it won't delay the once gorgeous.
Both are white flowers, but in the world of flowers, each has its own vitality and beauty.
Red flowers and green leaves are the most common. An old couple happened to pass by when they saw these roses. Men's simple short-sleeved shorts hat. The woman is slightly fat, wearing a rose-red dress, loose and decent, flat shoes and a small hat. They look heavy, but they walk lightly.
It is estimated that it is not weighing scale's figures that make the footsteps light, but that there is nothing in my heart.
Leaves leave flowers and leaves, becoming an independent landscape. For example, when I walk side by side with you, I am me. When I walk alone, I'm still me.
It's dark, and I can't take a picture of the yellow-green beauty of the leaves. In fact, all the pictures fully reflect the beauty seen by the eyes at that time. But you might as well use words to record your good mood.
Clouds on the horizon always inadvertently break into the picture, allowing the dark sky to bloom with the last warmth.
Sunset, infinitely beautiful, only near dusk.
But if you want to be patient-free, worry-free, stop and walk, the world will be clear.
This faint purple reminds me of a dress my father bought me when I was a child. White lace round neck shirt, purple dress, suspenders and small flying sleeves with wooden ears, very nice.
On the day of the primary school calligraphy competition, my mother changed this dress for me and combed my hair. As a result, the competition was impatient, and the brush was used to write big characters, so I began to hurry up. Anyway, I looked at it and felt dissatisfied, but the examiners stopped and stopped and smiled kindly at me before my exam. Later, I won the prize and got the certificate. The prize is a big inkstone and a row of black and white pens. These little pleasures are enough to make me and my young parents happy for a while.
The most important thing is that it gave me a good memory. Maybe my father won't think of that little dress today. This will be a bright spot in my memory and will warm me for a long time. It is countless such tiny moments that pieced together the carefree, warm and pleasant old days and became the force to resist the wind and rain in the future.
Crossroads, where are you going?
I remember when I returned to China two years ago, a relative and elder from my family came to my house. She is a retired old teacher. She told me excitedly that she saw a sentence in the subway: Choice is more important than hard work. She thought it was right and shared the reason with me.
Just like standing at this intersection, where are you going? Not everyone knows the road ahead, but you have to bear all the consequences yourself.
So in life, you should make a good choice and have no regrets.
Even if you occasionally lose your eyes and chew the ground with one foot in the air, you should get up quickly, endure the pain and pretend to be okay and move on. As long as you keep looking forward and walking, there are very few things that trap you. At first, I pretended to be fine, but later, I was really fine. There is no beach that is uneven by the waves, and there is no suffering that cannot be washed away by many years.
Many times, others are not as indifferent as you think, but they are not as long as you think. After all, the day we face is so short that we can only see a few faces and three meals a day. It is gratifying that you are cherished. It's not a pity that you are forgotten.
The green wall of the house is very high, and the exposed roof is like a sentry. Because of the epidemic, this wall seems to have not been trimmed for some time, just like the original ecology of a person who doesn't shave for a week and has a haircut for a month, braving the smell of dirt.
Just now, an Indian family walked into the yard. Their parents and mother took a son and a daughter, dragging cricket equipment, as if they were still laughing when they passed by. What is home? It's not just the residence, food, clothing, housing and transportation, marriage certificate and birth certificate, but it's full of excitement and laughter.
The other one sold it. This apartment building is like this. Tenants come and go, and landlords often change. Even so, you can still feel safe and quiet in such a place close to the city.
Private property is inviolable.
I remember the first time I experienced the eternal feeling, not diamonds, but when I saw 999 written on the house purchase contract. The so-called permanent, everlasting. Once it's yours, it's yours forever.
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