The first snow of late autumn fell outside the window. The weather was not very cold, and the snowflakes fell on the ground and melted in an instant. On the old trees with dead yellow leaves, they show a white and yellow interlaced hue. It was like my pale and thinning hair. The seasons and the rings of the year have entered the late autumn without delay.
I often think of a friend's feelings: I always think that I am in my thirties, how can I be fifty? In the blink of an eye, ten years have passed since the time of saying these words, and we have all become old people with flower armor.
I don't know if other friends feel the same way, we were so looking forward to growing up when we were children, the more than ten years before adulthood, as if there could be half a century, the bits and pieces experienced, are also so clearly engraved in the mind. The decades after adulthood, like the sand in his hand, slipped away from his fingers inadvertently. The enthusiasm that was once full of enthusiasm has long been frozen in the wind, frost, snow and rain of the world. The past has become a period of cutting, and it is still chaotic.
After the brilliant years of spring and warm flowers, song and swallow dance, we have also experienced romantic years of passion and pride. Chose, worked hard, persevered, walked through. Whether it is bitterness or pleasure, success or failure, follow the heart, and if you have no shame, you will have no complaints or regrets. As for the outcome, now everything is less important.
Spring has a hundred flowers, autumn has a moon, summer has a cool breeze and winter has snow. Don't worry about idle things, it is a good time in the world.
Walking into the late autumn of the years, no longer looking forward to the glory of dreams, no longer sighing the impermanence of the world, no panic, no sadness, let the leaves fly, the grass and trees withered and yellow, calmly accepting the gradual emaciation of the branches of the years, in the veins of the colorful leaves, feel the mature charm, poignant beauty.
Entering the late autumn of the years, there is no need to get up early and fertilize and water in the dark, nor do you need to painstakingly pull grass and insects, no longer envy other people's crops to emerge early, grow well, harvest fruitfully, no matter what the year, after all, the grain has been returned to the warehouse.
Walking into the late autumn of the years, shake off the hardships of decades of work, delete all official duties in your mind, idly watch the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court, and watch the clouds outside the sky. Thousands of sails are exhausted, and I gladly enjoy the leisureliness of "the shape of no case", the blandness of a porridge and a meal.
Hold a book of your choice, read it with all your heart, and be silent. Feel the poetry of "crabapples and leaves, white dew as frost", and the heroic expanse of "no wind and rain and no sunshine". Use the thin pen of time to light ink to outline the indifferent life. Leave a breeze to the past, leave a kind of ethereal and free to yourself, but remember, the years after that, warm and quiet.
Pack a simple bag, you can realize the trip of walking at any time, enjoy the great rivers and mountains of the motherland, and feel the long history of the nation. There is no need to wait for the few precious holidays, and there is no need to worry about taking a leave of absence.
Make an appointment with three or two friends, talk about the past, talk about the heart, drink tea and listen to the rain, speak freely, and "talk and laugh without a return date".
When the interest is high, pay attention to the homework of the eldest grandson, accompany him to draw, practice words, and memorize ancient poems, which not only enhances the child, but also enriches himself. Watching the child's progress day by day, I am sincerely relieved in my heart; communicating with the granddaughter of the tooth and tooth language is always unbearable. She will always have a rich expression and gush about something to you, and you will listen attentively, but after listening to it for half a day, you have not even understood a sentence, you can't help but laugh dumbly, and when you finally understand a sentence, it is as if you understand a foreign language, and you will suddenly laugh as if you understood it. In fact, it doesn't matter whether you understand it or not, just her innocent and bright smile and cute look are enough to melt your heart. You will instantly feel a warm current rushing through your body, your heart fluttering, and your joy will arise...
After walking around for decades, I looked back and was surprised to find that happiness was so simple.
Autumn is over, winter is coming, at the old ferry port, with the sun, watch the sunset and smoke; in the shallow years, repair the hedge and plant chrysanthemums, and place the soul.
Treat yourself with a heart that is kind to yourself, keep the true color of leisure, live with dignity and live openly.
Let us open our hearts and embrace a world of snowflakes and crystals.
Bai Yun, a lover of literature, has published many works in literary magazines and periodicals.