The faint days are also fragrant. I remember that year, after leaving the last snow in winter, I left gently. It was not until the sun hung on the windowsill that I realized that the New Year had arrived. Put on your snow boots and push the door open. What you see is endless thick velvet on the platform. I jumped on the white, as if stepping on the clouds, leaving a trail of footprints.
"pa!" A snowball gave me a heavy kiss. Which Xiong Haizi was playing a prank? Wipe the snow off your face, and you will hear a string of familiar laughter behind you. I looked back, ah, it was you. At this moment, you, wearing thick gloves and armed to the teeth, are running away from my snowball.
"Don't run! Stop running. I'm exhausted! " Gradually stop with you, I don't know when we have run to the door of the downhill park. My nose has long been red with cold, but I don't feel cold even if the wind blows head-on.
"Go, go in and have a look." This park was built when we were in grade one, but we went to Qiu Lai in spring and returned to winter in summer. The only regret is that we haven't seen its snow scene yet. This day is the first day of the new year. It has been lightly whitewashed by the snow, as good as new. I walked into the gate without hesitation, and what I saw was a tree full of crown and branches. A closer look reveals that it is wintersweet. "It smells good! I have never smelled such a fragrant wintersweet! " You gently pull down a Qiongzhi, put the small bud uncovered by snow near the tip of your nose, close your eyes and feel its unique and intimate fragrance. After a long time, he put it under my nose and asked me with a smile, "Does it smell good?" I nodded and you smiled again, but I don't know why.
Lu Meipo said that the snow in Mei Xu Xun was white, but it lost the fragrance of Mei Duan. It's true. In fact, I didn't smell the Chimonanthus praecox in the park that day because I had a cold. But what I can't forget is a quiet moment inside. On this day with you, there is also a faint fragrance.
I don't like strong colors, earth-shattering, strong pungent smell. I'm just an ordinary person, and I like faint fragrance. ...
I am just an ordinary pupil, repeating the same actions and things every day. In this respect, I am not bored at all, and I am also very interested! You may ask, what's the point of repeating the same mistakes over and over again? That's all wet.
Think back carefully, if all the new knowledge you just learned today is practiced and applied flexibly, then what are you afraid of in tomorrow's practice, and the more difficult problems will be solved? How can it be boring and boring
As soon as I entered the room at night, the smell of the dishes cooked by my mother came to my nose. Needless to guess, I knew my mother's specialty-fried kohlrabi, which made people salivate and immediately had an appetite. I was just about to reach out and taste the food when my mother stopped me-"Don't wash your hands and eat, little greedy ghost!" " ""all right. "I should cry. Maybe this is an ordinary family, but this room is filled with family happiness and warm love.
I don't like the noise of the city. I want to stay away from the city. I sincerely hope to be in nature and listen to the harmonious melody of nature. ...
People don't need to be vigorous to live. Isn't it good not to pretend? I like a little fragrance, as if it can wash my mind and make my mind more pure. Let us feel unobstructed!
Faint fragrance!
There is such a person at my door. He is not tall, his weather-beaten face is wrinkled and his eyes are sunken. I like to wear a rustic Chinese tunic suit on weekdays. Because he has a burn scar on his left face. So I gave him a "nice", "kind" and "practical" name-Uncle Scar. With him, we usually have another topic: how did the scar on his face come from? There are many speculations, full of horror and excitement. Usually, as soon as we see him, we call him "Uncle Scar" and make a face and run away, but he always smiles at us with tolerance and doesn't say a word.
However, once, it gave me a new understanding of Uncle Scar.
On that day, the sewer in front of the house was blocked, and rainwater accumulated on the road surface, which not only brought inconvenience to the residents, but also attracted many mosquitoes. Uncle Scar fixed the sewer.
Uncle Scar won people's trust and goodwill with his tolerance, kindness and enthusiasm, just as the song goes: "As long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become a beautiful world."
The faint days are also fragrant. Fourteen years have passed in an instant, and thousands of years have passed. I quietly recalled the dreary sunrise and sunset. Fragments of memory are picked up one by one, and the familiar fragrance is so wonderful and intoxicating.
In the leisure holiday, holding a book, thin or thick, with the sunrise gradually rising and sunset gradually setting, watching the family like a lamp, dispelling every darkness in life and illuminating the way forward. Looking at the picturesque life, people are amazed at the profundity of ink and color, and the meticulous brushwork outlines the deep machine. Between ups and downs, there are clouds and water, and people set the pace of change. Taste the poems of Song and Tang Dynasties, find a my path has wound, through a sheltered hollow, play the piano with Wang Wei, and enjoy Long song in the bamboo forest. Sighing with Li Bai that the Shu Road is difficult to travel, seeing the pavilion towering, thinking about the difficulty of 48,000 years. Holding Liu Yong's hand, I want to see tears, and I am speechless, thinking about the difficult mental journey of a generation of poets. Enjoy quietly and get drunk.
faint scent
Appreciating the scenery in my spare time is my great hobby. Looking at the vibrant and prosperous scene, you will always feel extremely leisurely and quiet.
Pushing open the door and strolling on the park path, the fragrance of grass and the sweetness of morning dew make people feel refreshed. Slowly, the sun began to spread on the grass, just like nature spread a picture scroll, and with a wave of a pen, it cast a bright light for a better life. The green beside the lotus pond is full of enterprising power, and the crystal dew on the lotus leaf is the most beautiful ornament of life.
How many times have we passed the beautiful scenery, but it is dull because of our own worries. When we discover beauty, what on earth covers our eyes? What binds our hearts and makes them restless? Probably earthly! In my opinion, if you want to calm your mind, you should let yourself return to nature, as Tao Qian said in his poem. "Building a house should be people-oriented, without horses and chariots. What can you do? The heart is far from self-centered. " As long as you are calm, you can not only pick chrysanthemums in downtown, but also see Nanshan leisurely. "Only in this way can we appreciate the beauty that we have neglected and taste the fragrance in the dull days.
appetizing
Life is like a pot of wine. First give you bitterness, then let you aftertaste, and finally give you sweetness and happiness. As long as you enjoy life in it, you can taste the mellow taste of life. When I was a child, I practiced guzheng, fingernaild my clumsy little hands and plucked the strings. 2 1 note echoed back and forth in my mind. At that time, in my opinion, if playing guzheng is a kind of enjoyment, it can only be regarded as a "deadly" enjoyment. Every time I practice the piano, my fingers and wrists will grind out cocoons, which hurts when I move.
During the period near the exam, the time to practice the piano gradually increased, but I was miserable and didn't bother to practice at all. Dad said to me: "There are three realms in life, one is to endure, the other is to accept and the third is to enjoy. Those who endure life are the most miserable, and those who enjoy life are the happiest. Why don't you learn to feel the beauty of melody and choose to complain about the boring practice? "
After listening to this passage, I woke up like a dream and began to really enjoy the beauty of every note and taste the real charm of music. Only then did I realize that the piano is so beautiful and life is full of fragrance.
light fragrance
Zhu expressed his views on reading and his mood when reading in Reading Music in Four Seasons. He said that such freedom can only be fully felt when reading. The charm of a book is that the author can write what you want to say but can't. Good books exude the fragrance of orchids, making plain days more peaceful and beautiful. Reading makes life fragrant. Only in reading can you feel something, and you can reflect it in your life. Only by quietly tasting and forgetting the world can we appreciate the fragrance of reading.
Light clouds, light scenery, light years; Long flowers, long hearts, long clouds and light winds.
Listen with a quiet heart and discover all kinds of life with Ming Rui's eyes, and you will feel that the faint days are fragrant.
The faint days are also fragrant. Composition 5 "On March 3rd, shepherd's purse is a panacea." Every year at this time, grandma cooks eggs with shepherd's purse. It is said that eating it can clear away heat and detoxify, and it is safe and auspicious. Every year, grandma watches everyone eat cleanly before she feels at ease; This year, I was lucky enough to go to the fields with my grandmother to dig shepherd's purse.
Don't look for shepherd's purse flowers, the fields are everywhere. Green stems and leaves, starry flowers, all of a sudden green my dry eyes and moisten my withered heart. Grandma carefully squatted by the field and pulled up shepherd's purse one by one. Why did you pull it out? Grandma said that in this way, the original fragrance of shepherd's purse flowers will not be lost.
Carefully remove the yellow leaves and dust the soil. Grandma washed shepherd's purse quietly until the roots were as white as jade and the leaves were as green as jade. Grandma didn't speak, just looked at shepherd's purse carefully. There is only water in the kitchen. Green leaves are falling and grandma's silver hair is shining. At this moment, something warm flowed into my heart, and the confusion of study and the anxiety of examination were all calmed down. ...
Grandma just stood in front of the stove and put in shepherd's purse, ginger, eggs and a pot full of water in turn. Only when the water turns green enough to dye a piece of spring cloth, grandma gently breaks the eggshell and cooks the eggs for a while. The egg white is also dyed green and immersed in the fragrance. At this moment, grandma's movements are so light and slow, as if she were treating the most beloved baby in the world.
A pot of hot shepherd's purse boiled eggs is out of the pot. A bite of an egg smells like a field. Grandma put a few spoonfuls of sugar in shepherd's purse water. In this way, shepherd's purse water becomes a good drink. Take a sip, it's green, and it's naturally sweet in the field. Every time I pick up the pot and drink it nonstop, my grandmother always looks at me with a smile: "Slow down, my dear grandson." A face of satisfaction and happiness. At this moment, every nerve has a warm current swimming, and every cell has a faint joy jumping. ...
A pot of green shepherd's purse water, a few boiled eggs, just the tip of the tongue, stirred by warm current; In my heart, a little bit of joy permeates. In an instant, you will feel that ordinary life is full of such poetry.
In the field, shepherd's purse flower Mu Feng smiled, accompanied by cold rain and sunshine; In the examination room, I worked hard, frustrated, confused, and grandma's love.
In the dark, the green shepherd's purse appeared in front of me, calming my inner madness. In a trance, it seems that grandma picked not shepherd's purse, but a handful of water and a ray of sunshine, which moistened my heart.
"Spring brings shepherd's purse flowers to the stream." At this time, spring has flowed from Xitou to Grandma's persistent hand and stayed in my heart! Who says there is no fragrance in plain days?
The faint days are also fragrant. A few dead leaves rolled up wearily, and the wind blew its branches that were about to break. The bird stood on the fork and made a few faint calls. The dirty paper balls were chased by the wind and rolled one after another. This dry weather makes me fidget.
I wrapped in cotton-padded clothes and walked forward in the unscrupulous cold wind. The wind is cool, and it hurts abruptly when blowing on the face. On the potholed sidewalk, there was a booth with white silk heat, and an old man stood behind the thick fog and shouted something. The faint days are also fragrant. My eyes and steps were attracted by him.
"Little girl, do you want a piece of tofu?" He looked up and asked me with a smile.
I looked at his face, muddy but eager eyes and nodded.
He smiled brightly, quickly lifted the plastic sheet, grabbed a small shovel from the chopping board and pushed it down carefully. Then, when his wrist became warped, a whole piece of "white jade" fell off a small piece of soft tofu. He blew the plastic bag into the wind and a small piece of tofu on the shovel slipped in.
I handed over five dollars, and he took out a stack of neatly arranged change from his white Chinese-style chest pocket, and took out two pieces and handed them to me.
I picked up the tofu and walked down the long alley, but his voice came faintly: "My granddaughter had an accident last year ... If she were still alive, she should be as big as you and as watery as you ..."
I turned my head and saw the loneliness and sadness peculiar to an old man. I opened my mouth, but I didn't know what to say …
When I got home, the tofu was still warm, but somehow I felt a little sad in my heart. My parents say that tofu is ground very finely, which has the taste of their childhood. I savor it carefully, but I feel that it is full of loneliness of the elderly.
Since then, I often go to his tofu stall for a while and buy a piece of "lonely" tofu. That day, he handed me a cup of very hot soybean milk. I asked him how much it was, and he smiled and said not to sell it. I want you to stay a little longer. Can't you leave after drinking? My heart suddenly trembled. All an old man wants is personal company, so he won't be so lonely, right?
Until now, I will often go to his place to accompany him for a while and take a piece of fragrant tofu with me when I leave. Only in the tofu now, there is no longer such a strong sense of loneliness. There is a satisfied smile hidden in his wrinkles.
The wind is still blowing dumb, but I clearly feel that it gently caresses my hair and cheeks, warming the lonely heart of an old man. Sucking sweet soybean milk and feeling the warmth flowing from the left atrium.
The faint days are also fragrant, with the fresh fragrance of beans.
The faint days are also fragrant. Everyone's pursuit is different.
In countless confused nights, I have been thinking hard and asking myself what kind of life a person wants to live.
I tried to start a new starting point and focus on the goal at the end of the road, but now when I reach this new destination. But I didn't find the goal I originally longed for. On the contrary, a long-lost sense of emptiness came again. Perhaps emptiness and loneliness are an inherent and indispensable part of my life.
After too many ups and downs, I finally understood. This life. What I want to pursue is to find happiness in the plain! Money, beautiful women, cars, houses, high officials and high salaries. Can you be happy about these? In fact, a happy poor man lives more smartly than a depressed millionaire!
Plain is true. Yes, when people get old. Only to find that besides health and happiness. Everything else is a cloud to life. I am now working in a public institution at home. Life is stable and plain. I just want to live a simple life. High-ranking officials and generous officials are just a dream to me.
Some people say that young people should have confidence. You should go out for a walk when you are young. Make a career in the future. Indeed, young people should have a hard-working and indomitable spirit. But to do what you can, youth and frivolity are not capital. Everyone's world outlook, outlook on life and their own skills determine that not everyone is suitable for that road. Of course, there are indeed people who work hard on their own, plus a very important factor of luck. I realized my dream. Find a well-paid job or be your own boss. Cars, houses and beautiful women followed. But what we should see more is that there are many capable and courageous people in China's population of 654.38+300 million. But the real success is still very few! Otherwise, China would have become a developed country!
A philosopher once said: Only when you know yourself can you not waste your life. Many people don't have an objective understanding of themselves. Blindly strive for a slim, unattainable goal. In the end, nothing was found. I wasted my youth in vain. This has a future?
I don't want to take risks in a stormy and complicated society. Although I haven't learned anything in four years of college, I have made great progress in my ability to analyze and think about problems, and at the same time I have formed my own world outlook, outlook on life and values. Have a more objective and comprehensive understanding of yourself. I am not an opportunist. Not a strong person. I have no ability to achieve my own career! This is by no means inferiority complex. This is a measure and judgment of your own correctness and rationality!
Willing to be plain, looking for happiness in plain.
The faint days are also fragrant. When I walked out of the campus, the thin scarf still couldn't stop the biting cold of winter night. The hot air exhaled from the mouth fluttered in the air and turned into white fog. I looked down and saw only the figure stretched by the moonlight.
The dark shadow leans on the cold concrete floor, becoming more and more lonely.
Looking up, I saw grandma leaning against the post, holding a thermos cup in her hand. The rough hand exposed to the air has been red and swollen, and she has probably lost consciousness, but she still holds the cup firmly.
It seems that semi-old thermos cups are extremely precious things.
See me, she didn't speak, silent, also smiled, chapped lips quietly pulled up a small arc. Raise your hand stiffly and pass me the cup. I feel warm, inexplicable peace of mind. Her thin body, like this cup, has always been my warm haven.
Open the cup, the faint tea fragrance will get into the numb nasal cavity, fresh and elegant, with a strong ancient rhyme.
The fragrance of tea is faint but deep into my heart. After all, you can still feel the residual temperature generated by holding the cup for a long time.
Grandma and I went home together under the dim street lamp. I just buried my head and stared at that cup of tea. Tea is green, fresh, tender and not too expensive, but you can see how hard it is for those who choose it. They are quietly scattered at the bottom of the cup, settling and stretching, emitting the essence that they have absorbed for a lifetime. The water is also very clear. Take a sip and you will taste its sweetness, leaving a real fragrance on your lips and teeth.
This is just a small cup of tea. It is ordinary, but it is also exquisite and gorgeous. How can love decorated with feelings be truly ordinary?
The faint scent of tea, like grandma's faint love, is a kind of silent waiting. Day after day, night after night, the days are still dull, but her tea fragrance has been in my chest on winter nights.
The faint days are also fragrant. I don't know when life became so dull and busy. This kind of dark days without any waves makes me feel very wronged. From going out early in the morning to the end of evening self-study, all the days seem to be accompanied by books and papers, just like a spinning top.
Just after lunch break at noon, the alarm clock rang, and I got up at noon, because it was really uncomfortable to be woken up just after falling asleep. I got up very hard to wash and get ready to go out.
Emotion belongs to emotion, but learning should continue. So I got up the courage and walked out of the house. It takes five minutes to walk from home to the teaching building, but because it is too hot, I want to go by bike, which can shorten the exposure time in the sun. I just got on the bus with my legs lifted, and suddenly I saw a little sister, who is also a senior three student. Hey, hey, she actually came by bike. I think she and I may feel the same way.
I smiled at her as a greeting. Suddenly I had an idea, so I quickly said to her, "Come on, let's race to ride a bike and see who is faster." Hearing this, she agreed with my idea. So at the same time, the two of us tried our best to rush forward and shed our happy laughter during the short journey. It's so fast that we seem to have reached the finish line at once. There seems to be no one who can tell the difference faster in laughter, just don't forget to watch it next time.
Today's bike race made my mood suddenly clear, didn't it? Our daily life seems monotonous, and those jobs that have been repeated for many years seem to have failed to bring us too much passion and impulse. So the burnout in our hearts often affects our actions, so we sigh, complain and feel helpless day after day. But why not make a simple life wonderful? Perhaps such a short journey still brings us happiness.
If we can't change the reality, why not try to change ourselves? Ordinary days can actually be very tasty, can't they? A little surprise in life can make our mood full of sunshine and our days will be more exciting!
The faint days are also fragrant, and I will cherish such days!
The faint days are also fragrant. I am an ordinary middle school student. Cut a standard student's head and wear a uniform. Wandering in the street, you will never find me in less than two hours.
My life, like many ordinary middle school students, is dull and boring. It is not so "earth-shattering" for aristocratic students to go to school by helicopter, nor so "difficult and difficult" for poor students in mountainous areas to walk several kilometers over mountains to go to school. We can get to school in less than twenty minutes by bike or on foot. We study from morning till night, either at school or at home. This kind of life is like a smooth path, with no puddles of different sizes and no insurmountable mountains. And this road seems endless.
Finally, I began to get bored. I don't want to live such a dull life anymore. I want to paint the white paper of life with colorful colors. Now we are in the best stage of our lives. I don't want to wait until I'm old. At that time, the light was gone forever in the mottled light and shadow. I would take pictures of the past to recall our lost youth.
So, I've changed. I've gone crazy. I had my ears pierced and I wore exaggerated earrings. Wearing a non-mainstream T-shirt and tattered jeans, learn to dance street dance that is unacceptable to the public. In order not to lose to the children in the city, not at the starting line. I also learned many musical instruments, calligraphy and so on. Even so, I still feel very tired and fall asleep every night. But I think this life is very fulfilling. However, I soon hated myself now. Because I saw the disappointment of my parents, teachers and all the people who love me and care about me.
I began to reflect.
Finally, I took off my exaggerated earrings and put on neat clothes. But I'm still learning musical instruments and art, so let's go back to normal life. Now, I have learned how to taste the faint days, just like tea, the longer the better.
Finally, I saw the smiling faces of my parents and teachers again! Just because: I am still me, still me!