In the rain, the contemplation of the heart

It was another morning as usual, and I struggled to open my eyes in the midst of an alarm clock argument. The first thing to do was to stagger to the fireplace, untie the nightmare sack that filled the top of his head, and throw it into the fireplace.

At this moment, if you look out the window, you will find that every chimney is emitting thick black smoke. The sky has long been unable to bear the release of so many nightmares, from sunny to dark, from bright to gloomy, and it can't help but rain helplessly. Then he turned around and shook off the pillow by the way, because there were too many bitter tears and moldy dreams in the dream.

The hazy weather can not affect their mood. At the beginning of 2022, even if you live alone in a house, you must let this small space be filled with warm expectations and happy expectations. Light a small night light and curl up in a corner of the windowsill.

Brew yourself a full-bodied cup of coffee with some delicious desserts. The aroma then filled the room. The rain outside the window is continuous, and the window is full of comfort. Looking out the window at the hurried pedestrians, some calmly play umbrellas, some look hurried, some carry bags and run fast, and some stroll leisurely.

Under each different umbrella, there are different stories, some happy, some joyful, some sad, some lonely. Under each umbrella is like a different piece. Wandering, moving, jumping in the big chessboard of this life.

Some are striving for the upstream, step by step, step by step, step by step, and some are aimless, drifting with the tide, and there is no dispute with the world. The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and the rain curtains were getting denser. Pushing the window, holding a gap of old words, the rain-beating plantain-like guqin music sounded in my ears; closing the window, closing my eyes, completely immersed in the new rhymes and poems recited alone.

Will the rain of 2022 be softer and more considerate than in 2021, or will it be messy as it has been, or will it be full of joy and success? 2021 snubbed this small solitary room, busy working overtime in the company every day and night, I seemed to hear her call for my company.

In 2021, not only did I ignore her, but I also ignored my parents, and every phone call was either overtime or on the way to the company.

Hurriedly hung up. 2021 also forgot its own customized small goals, it seems that there are many goals, but few can be completed. In 2022, whether it is parents or friends, I don't want to forget them anymore, I just want to take more time to accompany and more time to complete my goals.

I once heard such a story; Please close your eyes first, imagine that you are in your old age, and God has given you such a chance to travel back to your current age, to recall that you have now become a young and crazy teenager or a beautiful girl with white skin.

If you slowly open your eyes again, will your inner mood be the same as mine, those unfulfilled dreams are ready to go, those regretful things are trying to save, more harsh on yourself, less malicious to others; more patience with yourself, more tolerance for others.

After some feelings, everyone is rethinking, and their hearts are full of mixed feelings. Emerson said that health is the first wealth in life.

Only by firmly grasping this crucial tube of wealth can we meet many roads. In 2022, straighten up your waist and dry up, use a healthy body to return to the new year, as long as you have health, you will be more blessed, more and more delicious!

In the blink of an eye, a cup of coffee will be finished, and the rain outside will be much lighter. Reaching out and pushing open the window, there seems to be a hint of freshness and coolness in the rain! Looking out the window from a distance seems to be much relieved.

The umbrella that people held up in their hands didn't seem to be so heavy anymore, and the rain seemed to play a piece of music. I am called upon to repackage and prepare for the next level of 2022.

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Pen name: cool breeze, the power of words is no more so, everything is insightful, human emotions are trained to be articles, you can, I can, everyone can, just think of my world, so it is wonderful.

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