There is such a tree at the doorstep of the hometown, when I was a child, I was cool and playing under the tree, when I saw it in my youth, I knew that it was not far from home, and the wandering period of going out to struggle became a touch of warmth in my memory (did it sprout, the leaves were green, it was about to bear fruit, it was ripe immediately, I think the original ecological fruit at home ... ）
Today, when I saw the persimmon tree at the door, which was decorated with small golden lanterns, I couldn't help but rush over to the usual image of a lady with a steady face, taking pictures and watching it in all dimensions. The gentleman looked stunned, hey, no wanderer! I glared at him triumphantly~ at the moment I had one more dimension than his sense of experience with life.
When I was a child, I especially liked to read articles about the countryside, not only like the article itself, but also like the kind of feeling that I like to go out of the countryside to experience the prosperity and then look at the countryside. There is a kind of desolate beauty after three hundred rounds of swordsman wars! Just as I loved to drink sweet drinks when I was a child and bitter coffee and spicy wine when I grew up, we need to have a layered experience.
It is a kind of post-acceptance calm, which is underneath the accumulation of decades, above which is the awe and eagerness to try the infinite unknown of the future.
Feel the golden yellow in this blue color!
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