May, spring twilight.
The sun is a little hot, and it feels quite comfortable.
The flowers of early spring begin to travel far away in the quiet time.
The new green ushers in the soft wind of early summer.
Get out of the neighborhood and walk along the sidewalks. It's the kind of aimless, leisurely, brisk footsteps, stretching heart. Enjoyed it a lot, and there was a wonderful feeling of comfort.
May Day holiday, pedestrians are weaving, can't tell, who is a tourist, that is an idler, is there a person like me who walks leisurely, I don't know, I take care of myself while enjoying the scenery on the side of the road.
Also, the people who walked by around me were all unfamiliar faces, and even the street scene in front of me was so unfamiliar. I suddenly felt like I was in a foreign land. Because, it's not the kind of person who is full of acquaintances when walking in his hometown, and he is familiar with the scenery everywhere he goes.
I came to this city for less than a month, but fortunately, in terms of adaptability, I can give myself a passing grade. Because, in such a short period of time, whether you go shopping or take a leisurely walk, you can not only know it clearly, but also cross a few intersections, turn a few corners, walk, or take a car, you can distinguish the direction, remember the way to come and go, especially to complete the needs of a small family, and deal with the big and small things within your ability. And I can also arrange my own time to hang out early, think about it, I actually have a little fluttering feeling.
It seems that seventy years old is really not too old. To be able to play a role in family life is of course something that I like and am happy about.
I say with deep feeling that people, regardless of age, can feel the need and be needed in life, and it should be the happiness of life.
In the past few days, despite the triviality and chaos of life, despite the three inches of time that belong to me, it has been cut into countless pieces. But as time passed, everything was arranged in order...... I was able to calm down again, continue to write, and express my feelings to the fullest.
I also feel that this is also a kind of happiness, not the kind of happiness that comes through hard work, but the happiness that life should be like this. Yes, I am sure that at this moment, my writing hand is this feeling of happiness and happiness.
I know that if you want to live a more meaningful life in a clichéd way, and if you want to write beautiful poems about firewood, rice, oil and salt, you must have a sincere pursuit of happiness. So, I appreciate my family's constant efforts and love for life.
I feel more and more that there are some things, some times, I like them, and I don't show off, it's not exclusive, but the fortitude of the heart, the focus of love, it doesn't matter how to describe it, and you don't have to pay too much attention to it. As long as you want to, you have nothing to do with anyone. In my eyes, this is also a kind of happiness.
While walking, there are fitness equipment on the side of the road, and chairs for people to rest in the rows of trees, and there are people exercising or sitting there not far away. Fortunately, I didn't feel tired, so I didn't have the heart to sit down and rest.
The eyes full of green, squeezing out the fallen flowers, the new leaves, and the blue sky against the backdrop are the distant echoes between heaven and earth, and they are also full of vitality visible to the naked eye. You see, the pomegranate flowers in May are the most dazzling, and the moon season in early summer is the most gorgeous, and even the birds are singing with joy......
It's good, it's beautiful, what a tempting day. I want to say that life is really an endless poem, and life is an endless painting.
3 May 2024