Seeing the beautiful rape blossoms, you have a good mood of waiting for spring. Whether indoors or outdoors, those golden rape flowers can touch your heart, look around the fields, and there is warmth everywhere, completely burying the cold in winter.
A few days ago, I was lamenting that there were too many desolate hillsides, and in a blink of an eye, they were filled with these yellow elves, which made you marvel at the passage of time, feel the ingenuity of nature, and make you feel peaceful, feeling that many things are just natural.
In fact, there are many things to do recently, but I always feel that I am not in the mood. For example, some reflections on curriculum reform need deep thinking, and Guo Pei's curriculum needs to be introduced in time and summarized as a whole. Books sent by friends need to be read quickly and then written comments. Before, I would be very anxious, even if I stayed up late, I would try to catch up. Now, I seem to be getting lazy. Since I quit my job as a website editor, I am not as keen on surfing the Internet as before. I don't feel that I have lost my responsibility and care if I don't log in every day. Now, I can do whatever I want. Without those restrictions, my mind has relaxed a lot.
But to be honest, I also appreciate my editing experience. It can make me calm down and examine all kinds of words, and also improve my reading speed and appreciation level to a certain extent. Moreover, walking in the text with some like-minded friends and even making wedding clothes for others can also gain a lot of warmth. Especially when you meet a strict editor-in-chief, you can also help yourself to gradually strengthen your error correction ability. Therefore, you can be more rigorous in your writing.
I often see some web pages or TV programs, exposing that modern people are under too much pressure and will not decompress their minds. Many people lost their leisure time, so some tragedies could have been avoided.
Many years ago, my husband often taught me not to work so hard. At that time, I simply didn't like his lack of progress. He basically leads a drunken life, because we are always at odds with each other because of different outlook on life and values. When I can't change him, I can only change myself, keep moving forward, keep learning, hope to constantly improve myself, and attend graduate school at my own expense, which is such a choice to prove myself. Although life didn't give me a corresponding return, I didn't get the dream I wanted. However, I felt a different life in those hard days, at least my mood and experience have changed a lot, and I have also experienced many tastes that others can't.
Many times, life will make you stay at the original point. No matter how hard you try, sometimes you can't change the gift of fate, just like work, like your own environment, or even your own life track. It seems that many things are like that, and the ending has already been written.
I think sometimes life can be subdivided into every segment, just like my own life track. Every paragraph has some familiar shadows, and every paragraph has to go through some storms, so that I can be as calm as a fool and suddenly find that everything is just that.
The same is true of words, and the words in each stage represent different moods.
Now I envy the stage when I can write love poems. Although the heart is choppy, I feel all kinds of emotions at any time, even some passion and imagination. Now, I seldom write love poems. Perhaps, the feeling in my heart gradually disappears, just like the enthusiasm for life gradually fades. Sometimes, some feelings can only belong to a specific person.
Because the enthusiasm in the heart fades, there is no need to find an emotional outlet. My own view of poetry has always been that poetry needs true feelings, and without true feelings, no matter how gorgeous words can add charm to poetry.
For words, for feelings, and even for the monotonous rural environment where I live, I have always insisted. Something is still flooding in my heart. Although I am indifferent again and again, sometimes there are some complicated things that affect my mood, but I have gradually become impeccable and seem to be strong enough inside. But I know that sometimes, I will still be moved by a word. There is still a gap in my heart, just for the right person.
"Women are like pears, sweet outside and sour inside. People who eat pears don't know that pears are sour, because they finally throw away their hearts, so men never understand women's hearts. Men are like onions. If you want to see a man's heart, you need to peel it layer by layer! But you will cry all the time during peeling, and at the end of peeling, you will know that onions are ruthless. " This is a passage I saw in the group this morning. I found it very interesting, so I borrowed it as a space. I didn't expect it to be unanimously recognized by many people. It seems that the topic of feelings can cause * * * at any time.
When people reach a certain age, they all have a kind of idleness. Just as I envy young couples who are still quarrelling and even fighting passionately, I think the running-in of marriage always needs to go through some holes to smooth the edges and corners slowly, and then adapt to each other. If one party lacks enough tolerance and forbearance, in fact, even if they get along for a lifetime, they still can't adapt, and they will always complain to their closest relatives. Maybe we are all looking forward to it. When one day you feel that there is nothing worth looking forward to, no one deserves your full love.
In fact, everyone and everything are the same and need a process of integration.
Feelings are the same. If two people who love each other can't give the same true feelings and love at the same time, I believe that the one who gives more will eventually wake up. Perhaps, women are naturally emotional, but it does not necessarily mean that women must be emotionally passive. In fact, spoony people are also easy to give up. Everything is dialectical. Therefore, when there is sincerity, we must cherish it, because we miss time, emotion and truth. Similarly, if you lose that tenderness, you will lose your whole heart that could have really loved you.
Now, I can finally have a lot of time at my disposal, although sometimes I still encounter some troubles. However, in my opinion, my living condition is much better than before, and my mood is naturally much better. I believe that if I have leisure, I can give myself a different kind of beauty and a different kind of life.
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