"Shell" Xi Murong was at the seaside, and I found a small shell.
Shells are small, but hard and delicate. In the middle of the vortex pattern, there are dots with dark or light colors. If you look carefully, there are complex patterns around each point. No wonder ancient people used shells to make coins. What I have in my hand is really a work of art, a treasure that I can't bear to exchange with others!
When I found this shell at the seaside, the little soft body that once lived in it was dead. Under the scouring of sunshine, beaches and waves, the traces of life in shells have completely disappeared. However, for such a short and tiny life, for such a fragile and humble life, how delicate, careful and meticulous this small center created by God is!
Is the time and space I can stay in this world longer and more than life in a shell? Should I also use my ability to do what I can more exquisitely, meticulously and meticulously?
Please let me also leave some precious and magical things.
After a thousand years, maybe someone will watch and play with my traces repeatedly, and can't help sighing lightly:
"What a stubborn and simple heart this is!"
Yu Guangzhong's Homesickness is very appropriate. There are no difficult words, and the content is positive. I hope you are satisfied.