When I got home from work at night, I changed my nightgown and went to the bathroom to freshen up as usual. The wind that passed through the hall at the door of the bathroom was wanton and surging, and I couldn't help but whisper in my heart, is this still the day of the summer solstice?
After washing and dressing, I climbed into bed. As usual, I laid my legs on the wall and hung my legs. The chill passed through the soles of my feet, along my calves, and climbed up my thighs until I came to my belly. My stomach was so cold, and I took the small quilt at the head of the bed and covered it with it, but I still didn't feel intimate. I got up again, took a pink blanket and wrapped myself from the soles of my feet and even the whole lower part of my legs. It didn't seem warm enough. I took the black wool from the bedside and put it on my nightgown. I lay down again, then wrapped the quilt tightly around my upper body, just like a colorful zongzi, and hung my legs on the wall again. I like to hang my legs and meditate before going to bed, but I'm afraid of the cold, so the place where my bedside hand can reach is always full of such and such equipment, so that I can feel at ease and practical.
All the packages are ready, although I haven't felt warm for an instant, I can finally feel a little alive. I can't help but wonder if the summer solstice is really coming.
Since this year, I have suddenly become dull to the seasons. Remember when it was still warm in spring in bloom? Why is it already the summer solstice? I haven't visited the flowers I miss a few times, so how come they are already lush?
In the morning exercise, my aunt gave me a handful of red fruits and asked me if I had ever known them. I inferred from memory that it should be purple leaf plum, but I was still not sure. Why don't you open Baidu and see if it is really purple leaf plum? So I sighed, remembering that the purple leaf plum bloomed as if it was yesterday, how could it have been full of fruits?
This fruit of the summer solstice, is it good? I couldn't help but pick up the fruit that my aunt had already washed for me, and took a bite. In an instant, an astringent and sour juice flowed down the gap between my teeth and fell into the corners of my mouth. Some impatient juice had rushed to my throat in desperation, and at this time, my greedy stomach was eager to extend her frivolous and lewd hands and seduce the juice to penetrate. The acidity of my mouth quickly defeated my external elegance and made me look ferocious immediately. I was humiliated by this disgusting appearance, and rushed to spit out the residue left in my mouth into my hand, and said with a little shame, "It's too sour, not ripe yet."
Long summer's fruit is not as ripe and moist as that in midsummer. Is its acidity a way to maintain its self-esteem? I can't help thinking that the season is long summer, and how can the fruit be so precocious? Wait a little longer, just wait until midsummer. The fruits of midsummer, which have been sour in long summer, will definitely become sweet and delicious fruits of midsummer!
Speaking of midsummer fruits, I can't help thinking of the song "Fruits of Midsummer" sung by Karen Mok. When I was in long summer, I couldn't help humming.
Love will always bring people sadness and helplessness. "Maybe I can get close to you by giving up, and you won't remember me until I see you again" is a helpless thing. "Maybe some' fruits' are naked, which makes you afraid to face and can't escape. The days are still going on, and the mood is constantly changing and alternating. What is drifting? What is stopping? No one will give a definition of restriction.
I have already passed the indispensable age of love, but I still have an obsession with sad love songs. Maybe there is always a lyric that will make people have mixed feelings, maybe there is always a lyric that will make me realize life, maybe ...
I have always thought that love has an age limit and a shelf life. After time, even the best feelings will be dull, and those who love again should learn to let go.
When people reach middle age, even if they like someone very much. Don't show your love casually. Burying a subtle and deep love, a quiet miss and a silent persistence in a reserved heart is the deepest respect for feelings.
A relationship, cherish it more when you are together. If the fate is exhausted, don't entangle. Don't let it break up, which lowers your personality and dignity. Let go freely and give each other a decent blessing. Turn around and put each other back in the sea of people. Wear a pair of comfortable shoes to walk a long way; Only by finding a comfortable person can we hold hands for a lifetime, which is a feeling and a life.
It is impolite to keep knocking on a door that you don't want to open for you. When you meet a heart that you don't love, you should know enough is enough. It's not yours. Don't force it. It's self-esteem and respect.
The regrets you can't get in life have to come to an abrupt end at a special moment. It only leaves room for people's imagination, where people suffer from mental torture and emotional suffering. That sour, unspeakable bitterness will be a hidden pain that is hard to get through tears all my life.
After leaving, the other person's world has already been crowded, and you have become redundant. What the years have given us is only an empty joy. A person's gloomy rest of his life is neither very unfortunate nor very happy. Just take a trip and walk alone.
When one day, when you live to a certain age, you will find that life is impermanent and ordinary, and everything can be forgiven. You are no longer waiting for anyone, just waiting for the best self to appear in your life.
This year in long summer, the weather in my city is surprisingly cool, even a little cold. I have questioned my feelings countless times, and I have constantly looked at the costumes of people around me to confirm my feelings. I don't want to continue this abnormal weather to my heart, but this anti-seasonal cooling really makes me unable to feel better.
Ma De said: Whether a person lives happily or not depends on whether he can fall asleep or not, and whether he wants to wake up. Being able to fall asleep shows peace of mind, and I have a clear conscience before; Want to wake up, explain the beauty of the heart, the present is exactly what you want. Life is just the joy of these six words.
But I can't sleep or wake up recently, and I began to question the logic in Ma De's words. I also began to question my own abnormality.
Countless questions have made me look forward to a bridge in Liu Yu's Yu Huan: "Maybe everyone needs a fog to blur life, to blur the simple and cruel life of eating and drinking Lazarus, and to make us a little curious about the future. Although the future is doomed to be empty, there are so many boxes outside this hole, layer by layer.
After repeated questioning, I began to hate myself for living too sober. What does it matter whether long summer is still in midsummer? I believe that time is the fairest judge and will give the fairest and most reasonable answer.
The summer solstice has arrived, and the end of summer is not over. I can't help but sigh that life is short and time is in a hurry. In life, there are always some regrets, and this is tuition. If you give it another chance, you may still not cherish it enough. This is human nature. So, if you miss it, don't pass it. Stay tuned for the future.
There are many roads to go in life, endless roads and endless scenery. The visible road is under your feet; Invisible road, in my heart ...