At the end of this year, in the middle of the night, quietly counting the past, those lost years emerge in my mind like movie pictures.
This year is unforgettable. The COVID-19 epidemic is like a shadow hanging over life, and everyone can't stay out of it. Know what is unity and * * *, what is sharing weal and woe, and sharing common destiny. During the days when I was isolated at home, I stayed at home all day, always paying attention to the changes of the epidemic, which was mixed and miserable. Out of that gloomy day, I really understood the truth that "the country will dominate" and learned to cherish health, freedom and every sunny day.
This year, it was flat. The work is trivial as always, and the days are advancing day by day. On the train named Career, some people get on and sit down, some get off at the station, some change their comfortable seats, and some give up their seats and choose to stand. Understand that the life of middle-aged people is never "easy". Considering the epidemic situation, I canceled my travel plan, but I yearned for it. There is no distance in life, and a dull life can't stir up ripples.
Be kind to your family this year. Parents are there, and life is still there; With parents gone, there is only one way home in life. Watching my parents grow old day by day, and sometimes they are tortured by illness, I try to accompany them as much as possible and try to buy them things I like. Every time I see their satisfied expressions, I am more gratified.
This year, accompanied by growth. Say goodbye to childhood, will soon say goodbye to teenagers. Schoolwork is increasing day by day, getting up early and greedy for the dark, and the burden is on the immature shoulders. I know this is a necessary stage in their lives. I always give them encouragement when I hear their complaints. Every time I see their efforts, my heart is filled with emotion. In this accompanying day, I gain hope and silently look forward to the day when flowers bloom.
This year, I was addicted to books. Calm down and spend time reading a lot of books. I got to know Haruki Murakami, Khaled Husseini, Wang Zengqi, Wang Xiaobo, Wang Anyi, Xu and Han Han, and deepened my friendship with Zhou, Jia Pingwa and San Mao. Wandering in the sea of books, talking with interesting souls, communicating with profound thoughts, feeling the beauty of human nature and experiencing the ever-changing life. I try to enrich my knowledge and spirit.
This year, I was fascinated by words. Start reading more and writing less. Every lonely night, I walk in beautiful words. I weave every novel experience into words, turn those profound feelings into words, turn every profound understanding into words, and condense the thoughts that flash through my mind into words, thus leaving the trajectory of life and the course of my heart. Those words posted on the network platform intermittently lit up my life and inspired me to move on. The poet Hu Xian said: "Writing is to touch the scattered fragments in the depths of life, those fragments that not everyone can touch, and keep that feeling." Perhaps this is the best interpretation of my obsession with words.
This year, I was in a hurry and did nothing.
This year, it's unremarkable.
The rest of my life will be short. The new year is about to begin. May the new year walk in the world like a flower, passing through the cycle of four seasons, not decadent, not eclipsed, smiling in the wind, anti-fragrant, full of fragrance and sleeves, and blooming like you like.
(About the author: Mars, pen name Mu Feng, is a hard-working man. Every time I have leisure, I read a lot of books, concentrate on them and indulge in them. I am happy to use my pen to express my feelings, to practice and to "meet God". )