A simple life in a narrow yard.
The days passed slowly.
Coarse tea and light rice, daily necessities.
Wash clothes and sweep the yard.
Watch the cat roll and the goose peck.
Look at the smoke from the stove.
Watch the swallows around the eaves and hold mud to build their nests.
Listen to the sound of nature and the sound of the roof fan.
Listen to the peddlers' cries and the horns of crops.
Listen to some soothing songs and classic operas.
The children rode their bikes home, joking.
The old woman sat in the street, whispering and shaking the cattail leaf fan.
The old man plays with the bull for fun, doing nothing and his back is bare.
Expose the essence of life
Attachment 1: Life is an extravagant hope, and too much emotion is poured into it.
However, emotions did not leave any regrets.
There are always people who are so naive about life.
When did you devote yourself to life?
If life is destined to have trade-offs,
Forget my troubles, I prefer a healthy life.
As for love, it has always been like this.
When you don't know how to grasp,
I know it comes and goes.
It's not that youth can't keep happiness, but it seems to be together.
Understand the initial tenderness.
However, is love really irrelevant?
Regarding the choice, there is no choice.
I just think that the same dream should not have so many clutches.
If necessary, maybe silence,
Yesterday's sadness should not emerge in the depths of memory.
Who remembers those faces? Who forgot?
Not from the heart, from the heart,
It's such a life. It's really sad.
I saw dawn hesitating before sunrise,
I saw myself crying in the wilderness.
Facing the morning sun, when do you belong to the night!
Attachment 2: Simple afternoon at two o'clock, light makeup this afternoon.
The mood is like a sigh hanging on the treetops.
The window of trouble opens and closes in silence.
A long and difficult period of time
Silent distant mountains
Chasing the sea
flying fish
In the dust illuminated by the sun
Walk into the field of vision thoughtfully
Such a simple afternoon
Silent time comes quietly.
Countless fantasies shine one after another
Run happily behind the clouds
Last year's strawberries
The person you want to greet
Dense wormwood
Come and go this afternoon
This afternoon is as wide as a river
I am a free leaf.