I remember coming back last weekend, outside the unit door, reaching out to open the door. Turning his head, he saw the pale blue sky in the east, and actually pasted a light white moon, light and elegant like a cloud, and like a piece of cake, looking very familiar.
It is the weather in the late winter of the lunar calendar, and at dusk, you will see the moon hanging high in the eastern sky; in the morning, you will see that the western sky and the moon have not yet set. When I think about it, I saw this scene at this time a few years ago.
I went in the door, I was eating, my aunt came, and there was bread on our table. The cake of Shunshuilou East Garden Shop is a pure noodle cake, a little bit of burnt yellow, there is a thin dry powder on the cake, bite down, crisp and soft full of air holes, chew a chew, there is a hint of sweetness.
I've seen Xinjiang people baked bread, but I haven't eaten it, and I suspect that the cake in the East Garden shop is the taste of the bun, pure flour, no additives, the taste of life.
I said to my aunt, we have not eaten porridge for a long time, and today you came and saw us drinking porridge and eating bread.
Repeat to work, repeat the afternoon back. How many days of not drinking thin porridge and not eating bread, just like this day and day disappeared day by day, chewing, not even sweet.
"The Shawshank Redemption" says: Any place you don't like and can't live without, any kind of life you don't like and can't get rid of, is prison.
It's the weekend again, and the kids can't wait to escape the classroom, like they're escaping from prison. Teenagers do not know the taste of sorrow, even if they learn a mess, they are very happy on weekends, they do not do homework, even if you do not check next Monday, lie flat.
Remembering, this weekend coincided with Christmas. It seems that I have not seen anyone celebrating Christmas, but this year has come to an end.
Year after year, that's how it came. Obviously, things are depreciated, people are old, the sun and the earth are worn and consumed, and people call the coming days the New Year.
The biggest misunderstanding people have about the New Year is that they think it's really new, that it's like a computer restart, and that all the bugs of the old year are automatically fixed.
What have you gained in the year that is about to pass? What good ideas do you have for the new year?
Aland Bolton said, you asked me what progress I had made this year, and I became my own friend.
Or this Aland Bolton, he said, good ideas are generated in baths and showers. Because good thoughts can give us a feeling of uneasiness, and taking a shower is the most relaxed time for the mind and body, and the anxiety is gone. As Einstein often wondered, why my good ideas always arise when I shave.
When people reach a certain age, what they encounter is no longer life, but time. What we see is that time is devouring life, and the heart aches. We cling to a few pieces of wood so that we can still watch more bloody performances from one end of the world to that end, and not get caught up in it.
In 2021, like a drama that is about to end, it is fading. A lot of people and things, and then faded out of our sight.
Everything that we have not experienced is probably new.
Only when the mind and body are completely empty, and the body is handed over to the watery years of splitting the head and covering the face, to time, good ideas, real thinking will happen.
A year has passed, things have depreciated, people are getting old, the universe is being worn out, and people call the coming days the New Year.