Spring really came, and a big mosquito was killed in the morning, full of blood, and I don't know who in the family fed it.
This spring is a little cold, a little dirty, a little bitter.
In leap February, the weather is warm and cold. In previous years, I rarely saw smog weather, but in this spring it has been several times, the sky is gray, the blue sky and white clouds flowers and green grass seem to be missing, I don't know if my mood affects my perception of the environment and the season, or this weather affects my mood, there are people in the circle of friends who are basking in spring flowers and plants, and I seem to be still living in the cold winter moon, full of cool air, did not see the flowers blooming or the grass green, only a face full of impatience and locked brows.
I hate the speed of time on the one hand, and the slow passage of time on the other.
Soon, I suddenly found that I had entered the age of middle and old age, old and young, full of responsibility and fear of the unknown, which made me so afraid.
I feel that life is so slow, I really want to close my eyes and open my eyes to pass the college entrance examination, which is a fatal college entrance examination. As soon as I opened my eyes and closed my son's puberty, I was able to overcome anxiety and insomnia and manage my emotions.
This spring, I haven't felt the singing of birds and flowers, and the smell of Chinese medicine, plaster, and gunpowder at home every day is full.
Many times I think what is the meaning of life? Forty is not confused, why am I more confused?
