"Seal" the sound of the crane under the daily life
Text/Qiu Yan
Things are uncertain, and the epidemic in Jinan is becoming more and more severe. Everything was predetermined, it seemed that there was a premonition that we were about to seal us, and we went out to purchase a trip on Sunday morning. Shortly after going upstairs, my son told me that the gate of the community was locked, and he only let me in and out. Dabai has been stationed in the community, Building 9 is pulled up with an isolation belt, and each building is guarded by special personnel, not letting them go downstairs, saying that there is a sub-close contact of "Xiaoyang people". Ask Dabai what the situation is, answer everything is arranged by the superior, they are not clear.
The Omikejong virus attacked the city strategically, and there was no smoke. The speed of transmission is so fast that our per capita medical conditions cannot bear the burden of hospitalization of a large number of infected people, and it may be the best choice to block transmission with sealing and isolation at present. The epidemic is an order, it is sealed, and it is expected that there is nothing to say.
I don't know how long it will take to control it, but what we can do is how to adjust our mentality and lifestyle, so that the depressed mood can be soothed, and living a full and fulfilling life is a lesson that most people need to face. Not panicking when busy is calm, and not relying on self-discipline when idle.
Last year, I visited the Bookstore several times, and each time I brought back a stack of books. Buying books is like a mountain, reading is like drawing silk, and I have not smoked a few silks so far, and now I have a lot of time to complete the dressing, which can be slowly infiltrated. The novel is considered to be the secret history of a nation, and it makes me read the secret history and feel the beauty and goodness of human nature. One day in the world, a thousand years in the book, waiting for me to meet the spirit of the ancient and modern talents.
Again, I found that I like cooking, washing dishes, sweeping the floor, and doing all kinds of housework. In fact, it is blessed to be a stay-at-home woman. Although the outside world is wonderful, if the man in the family can take up the burden of supporting the family, and the women have no worries, who really likes to show up and run around?
Anyway, I can't go anywhere, so I simply calm down and live a "slow life": steamed steamed steamed buns, boiled black beans, sprouted mung bean sprouts, pickled cucumber pickles, and planted pumpkins in balcony pots. Send mung bean sprouts can not be too much at a time, the next day a wave, every day over the water, wash the cage cloth, watch the mung bean sprouts see the wind on the long, very much hope that the mung bean sprouts will be thick, people eat mung bean sprouts do not grow fat.
I saw the video posted by my old friend, showing the wheat field when the valley rained, and the field of hope was large. Sealed at home by the epidemic, the weather is gloomy, and suddenly the rain is mixed. Suddenly I found this field full of vitality and mountain forest, and my heart lit up, how precious this seasonal valley rain was.
In the blink of an eye, compared with homelessness, displacement can not go home, can not go out is not a matter of point; compared with the history of the outbreak of the epidemic, no one cares about it, let the people fend for themselves, all by creation, and even the desolation of "white bones exposed in the wild, no chicken chirping for thousands of miles", and now the government organizes all the nucleic acid, isolates the fight against the epidemic, and does not cause great panic and great tragedy; compared with the panic in other cities, the people of Quancheng are prepared with materials and other seals.
Someone posted in the circle of friends: the prepared vegetables were not finished, first unsealed, but there was nowhere to go; there were also people who posted: hoarding goods first to go to the inventory, fry a few more dishes to empty the refrigerator. A friend asked everyone in the group about the situation of being blocked, and a friend in Beijing who had been traveling for a long time said: The mood has arrived, the preparation is enough, and it feels a little lost to not be isolated. Jinan is a very inclusive city, a foreigner came, why not seal people in time, let people eliminate the diaphragm, eliminate the sense of loss of others?
My sister knows that we are sealed, and the two of us cook phone porridge when we have time; the worried heart of my friend, from time to time, comes with care and warmth through WeChat and telephone; my son is worried about my lack of exercise, and suggests that we jump together with the current popular Liu Qihong's gymnastics.
Classmates shared his life in a small group: These days, I line up the teapots in turn on the coffee table, what potSyers want to drink tea, drink this tea, and look at that pot, which is also very interesting. Imagine the row of teapots with different colors and different shapes, or simple or exquisite, or restrained or luxurious, standing on a few, silent, waiting for the owner to inquire, deeply study its shape, texture, temperature, glaze color, workmanship, craftsmanship, body lines, composition, drop and its origin, value, really should be happy!
Yesterday, after finishing my makeup, my son asked: Where are you going to go after the makeup is done? The neighborhood is still not open! Go out and do nucleic acid. Doing nucleic acids, although only meeting with neighbors, is not okay. I heard that because of the epidemic wearing masks, covering most of the face tightly, the medical beauty industry has been seriously impacted, everyone wears masks, nose augmentation, chin augmentation, face lifting, elimination of wrinkles or something, surgery has not had the opportunity to show.
A grass in front of baiyun cave, five times into the room with Lan Zi. I like to make grass with flowers, I often secretly feel proud of this grass in front of the Baiyun Cave in Nanshan, at that time, I saw that its leaves were chuchu, and I dug out a handful of grandmother soil with a stone tip to bring home, from the Nanshan courtyard to the city home, in my hands for five years, it does not dry up through winter, evergreen in all seasons. The appearance is elegant and gentle, the temperament is humble and reserved, the wind comes to sway, and the slender Huanrui considers herself to be Lan, and I am also confused to treat it as an orchid. Spring is late and pleasing to the eye, and a tuft of grass can also breed the pleasure of making the body and mind comfortable.
【Author's Profile】Qiu Yan (female), whose ancestral home is Tai'an Feicheng, Shandong, engaged in education in her early years, loved words, loved reading, worked tirelessly, founded the Jiuru Poetry Society in her amateurs, and successively published hundreds of works in major newspapers and periodicals and major well-known online platforms; in 2018, she edited the red classic monograph "Yimeng Spirit • Chinese Dream"; in 2020, she was awarded the title of China's Top Ten Emerging Poets. He currently lives in Jinan, and is the secretary general of the Shandong Academy of Humanities and Arts, and the deputy editor-in-chief and director of the editorial department of the Shandong edition of Shenzhou magazine.