Today is the last day of work can be a real holiday, the people in the office building have gone seven seven eight eight, rare quiet and refreshing, no holiday of the year like the Spring Festival

Today is the last day of work can be the real meaning of the holiday, the office building people have gone seven seven eight eight, rare quiet and refreshing, there is no holiday in the year like the Spring Festival, although there are only seven or eight days, but the feeling is the end of the year, after a new beginning. It is reminiscent of the ease of immediately enlarging the vacation after getting the results at the end of the school final exam, which makes people covet. Like to be alone in the office quietly, an inexplicable sense of security, back to the mail, a few chores at hand, not in a hurry to make a cup of coffee for their own hands, in a daze, remembering the people and things I have encountered this year. There is a Spring Festival every year, but the people and things encountered every year are completely different ~ the overall can be known, the details are unknown, this is the most interesting place of the day... That is, "impermanence and impermanence"