Let us live well, and spring will come quietly.
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A special life experience broke our daily routine. I haven't gone out for seven or eight days. For me, having a book to read, food to take, and a computer to use is not urgent. Being able to live in this world is a great fortune. Being able to read and write is an unparalleled enjoyment.
The sun at the beginning of January shone surprisingly brightly, and the sky was bright in the morning. Soon the sun showed its warm face.Every morning, I always stand in the dawn, breathe, and listen. I like days with light, and I like all the encounters in my life—perfect and imperfect, I like them all.
We are experiencing unprecedented lung epidemics. We quietly stay at home waiting for it to disappear. Wuhan was sealed on January 23, which is the ninth day. Closed and isolated, isolated from the outside world, resisting the virus.
At this time, the fragility of life is so close to us. It's the most beautiful hope to be alive. Being able to read and write is an unparalleled enjoyment.
The sunlight spilled over the balcony on a winter day. In four days, it will be the beginning of the spring equinox. Spring air is quietly flowing, the temperature is comfortable. The air conditioning in the room was turned off, watching the spring coming to the eyes. At this time, I yearn to go to the suburbs to greet the first tender buds, and also want to breathe the freshness of the spring in the hillside at the beginning of spring.
All these expectations turned into a determination to resist the lung epidemic in our hearts.We will overcome the invasion of this virus, and our lush greenery will come as scheduled. Just a little wait. Time is racing with the virus, and we will eventually eliminate it in spring.
Living in a small room can be romantic. Reading is a romantic thing. In the warm winter sunshine, pick up a book, flip it casually, the words that fall into the eyes, like grains of rice, shine with the light of wisdom. A book is a world, and when we open it, we have a different experience.
Some say reading is not romantic. Its romance lies in our ability to empathize.
Since I started writing, I have been able to perceive another spiritual world in books. When I can arrange the world in my pen, I am joyful, and I have a romantic sentiment.
A teacher told me once: 'From the perspective of ordinary people, a willow tree is just a tree. But in a writer's pen, that willow tree has a swaying posture, has its own words, has its graceful sway in the wind, and has the spirit of toughness and softness.' I asked her to make it a requirement in writing, at any time to have a romantic feeling in my heart.Later…
I gradually realized that the instability and helplessness of life are like the lung epidemic we are facing. We find romance in it. We gradually understood that the instability and helplessness of life are like the lung epidemic we are facing. We find romance in it.
City streets, sometimes a car passes by, and there is no one on the sidewalk. The trees beside the road stand alone. This period of staying at home is heavy, has lightness, is complex and unforgettable. We cry and laugh. Smiling through tears may be the best reflection at this moment.There is sorrow, there is reflection. There is quiet, which can give birth to detachment. Away from the hustle and bustle and haste, we spend more time on self-reflection.
The one that was ignored was ourselves. For life, we run around everywhere, and we cherish the time to reflect on our inner selves.
Cherishing a word is easy to say, but difficult to do. When we cherish the sunshine, the air, and nature, we truly live.Too much ease makes us forget to cherish. We carelessly waste life's possessions and emotions, scold people we love, ignore those who care for us, and discard food wherever we go.
We can use this time to reflect on ourselves. Zengzi said: 'I reflect on myself three times a day: am I loyal to others when doing things for others? Am I sincere to my friends? Am I familiar with what I have learned?' If we use this time to sort out our study notes and review what we have learned, and make a work plan, this time should not be boring.When dealing with countless events in life, we can only accept them and find ways to solve them. Regarding this unusual experience, we learned to adapt it.
Living in a small room has love, books, internet, warm water, and sunlight, and our own thoughts. We are full, and we are very full.
When I reach middle age, I don't want to waste every inch of time. The passage of time is in our wrinkles. As long as we are stable in our hearts, no matter how far-reaching our ideals and ambitions are, they need a healthy body and mind.In order to live healthily in the city, my isolated time has a deeper meaning.
I tapped out a text message in the sunshine and sent it to you. It carries my body temperature, my state of mind, my blessings, and my expectations. Let's quietly wait, wait for the virus to disappear, wait for spring to come.Let's live well, and spring will come quietly.
Perhaps one morning, good news will come with the light. Perhaps one night, the person who loves you will appear in front of you. Perhaps one afternoon, with a spring breeze, we can run in the open air. Perhaps one evening, I stand on the banks of the Han River and say to you: I have been to this world, I don't regret it.
In life, we must experience something to be fulfilling. The difficulties and experiences we face now are also a part of life's sadness, pain, confusion, hesitation, courage, and determination. No matter what happens in life, we must live well.When we pass through storms and have a strong armor, we will no longer be afraid in the future. This is the essence of floral life.
It is not without wind and rain, there is no rainbow. This ancient saying has infinite power. The rainbow of life appears in those who have experienced storms.
Living in a small room is enjoyable. Running around is to perceive its colorfulness. All experiences are gifts of life, let's accept them all, don't complain, don't complain, don't give up, accept what is coming, and do our best for what we should do.At this time, let's quietly stay here, in a small room, find our romantic feelings.
I love this mottled glass world, its vicissitudes, I love them. Its pain, I also love it. Its beauty, I want to perceive it. Its pride, I'm proud of it. I use my inner heart to touch the temperature of this world. I saw the determined steps of the white-clad warriors, I saw the selfless dedication of volunteers, I heard the echo of life, it was singing a vigorous and inspiring melody, leading us towards spring.Let's live well, and spring will come quietly.
