One
Choice is important, and it is more important to work hard towards the good after the choice. I didn't choose the right one, and it caused me a series of troubles. The road is chosen by yourself, you must choose a sunny, independent, confident and optimistic road, relying on yourself. It is not that I am too defensive, it is that the psychological teacher's organizational language and expression ability cannot make me trust, can not let go of my ideological baggage, I know how to go, I need to be more firm, I need to stop the internal friction of myself.
Bid farewell to the teacher, cycling in a strange city is a very pleasant thing, the hot sun, wear sunglasses sunscreen sleeve hat, pedal bicycle, ride the hot air with freedom, the music of the headphones dispels the short-term annoyance. The first to come is the East Lake, the southern park is like the royal back garden, the garden met two little sisters to help me take pictures, a little brother, happy to be a professional level of photography, after farewell, look at the photos is indeed a master level, unfortunately I will not pose. Boat play is originally a very romantic and interesting thing, just sitting opposite is a middle-aged couple in Xiu'en love to sprinkle dog food, the most regrettable thing about the journey is that no one shares the beautiful scenery along the way. When placed in the boat in the water is less beautiful, the small pavilion around the corner has a professional master to take a photo for you, if you like it can be brought back, after getting off the ship can not help but look at how much they are staying, the original is an action, or do not stay it, the price is small, the big brother of the same boat bought, I even unconsciously asked for a picture for him, he is not stingy, the world is still a good person.
After swimming east lake, continue to ride to Lu Xun's former residence, 5 kilometers of travel, wind and sun, after a good day, come to a popsicle, the entrance of the milk sticky sweet + cold, all the stuffiness is gone, unfortunately a person's trip can not have so much appetite to taste the local characteristics of snacks, noon can only come a bowl of shrimp slippery wontons, certainly indispensable vinegar and peppers, and then add a piece of brown sugar hair cake, a bout of binge eating, sleepy, take a nap, record this beautiful, continue to start.
When the book is used, Fang hates less, stepping on the path of the bluestone slab, looking at the small bridge and flowing water, visiting lu Xun's former residence, the only thing that can be remembered is the runtu and Xun Ge'er in his childhood, and what is printed in his mind is the awakening era of the TV drama he just watched, the scholar who abandoned the doctor and followed the text, the warrior who dared to criticize reality with a sharp needle in the blood and blood. Seeing the room where he once lived, the fragrance of books overflowed, and the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting swept away the impetuousness and uneasiness of the past. Instantly crossing, I really want to talk with him on my knees, taste a pot of tea, and listen to a song of alpine water. "True Love" I love the opposite sex, but I have never dared, because I myself understand the various shortcomings, deeply afraid of insulting the opponent. I liked it and expressed my heart. The scorching sun actually rained the sun, and the heavens were also contradictory, it was a sunny day like a rainy day, and the smoke and rain in the south of the river added a gentleness to my northern female man. After the rain passed, there was a yellow wine popsicle, and the cold sticky sticky did not have the taste of yellow wine. Then another glass of bayberry juice with ice ballast, let it cool in your mouth, and tease the taste buds on the tip of your tongue. Feel the night view in Anqiao at night, walk around the ancient long street, diffuse with the aroma of snacks, the mellow aroma of rice wine, and special crafts and costumes, see the Chinese clothes eager to try, really wear and lose the classical beauty. Looking at the colorful fruit wine crystal clear qiong pulp jade liquid, I really want to have a drunken party rest, there is no one to accompany the wine, sad autumn.
Two
If I want to come to Shaoxing, I am also a little selfish. Want to see my aunt, I am grateful, grateful for the help I gave me when I was in school, I still remember that the electric car was still charged by me, you did not blame me, has been remembered in my heart, but do not know how to express, send a WeChat, make a phone call may feel too rash, can not express my feelings, and dare not use money to express, one is that I am not rich enough, the other is how much money can not express that affection. I am a more upright person, I don't value money very much, money can be used for emergencies, but it is not a weapon to drag down the dissolution of family affection. Looking at her aunt again, she was actually another kind of freshness, the original sorrow and boredom were lifted from the bottom of her heart, the eyes and hearts were clean and transparent, and the eyes were the most deceitful. It is the collector of all things and the filter of the mind, collecting all things to filter out sadness and boredom, and precipitating all that is beautiful. She became more calm, clearer, more decisive, more wise than before, or hoped that she would find the right person, who could make her gentle as water, passionate as fire, plain as water, pursuing what she liked and loved, what she wanted, what she hoped for, all that she hoped for, and the rest of her life could be lived freely and calmly. Thank you for taking me to the class, thank you for the hug, although I will tremble and choke and cry, at least you are, do not ask you to understand me, you give me warmth, give me strength.
I don't know if I will worry about money in the future, I dare not promise you to repay with money, I only hope that we can meet unexpectedly on the road of pursuing freedom and self-pursuit. I am very pleased with the ease and happiness of my aunt's life now, if I still have expectations, I wish her good health, not only can walk the frontier, but also feel the customs and customs of foreign countries, taste the world's food, may the family be safe and smooth, lovers can support each other, love life and life, and hold hands with their sons and grow old with their children. In return, I just want to stop, simply help you clean up your home, do some things as much as you can, go to the street to buy vegetables, and make a meal for you with your heart. I am poor is money is not money, money can be earned, I don't care too much, I am rich, rich is the brain, is the heart, is the creativity, how much money can not buy my wealth. My heart is suddenly open, I live in the moment, and I love life and life.
The mood of "rebirth" is if, but if it also makes me aware of the irresponsible thoughts that emotions have produced about my life, I have always been not afraid of life and death, and now I am facing my own heart, I did not consider the hardships of my mother's birth to me, and did not understand the difficulty of my grandmother raising me. I have always lived in my own world, not good at communication, unwilling to trust others, all day like a shy grass once there is an external stimulus to instinctively protect themselves, but also want to have the hope that someone can share with me the sorrow and joy in my world, before I found the spiritual world, my world is gray, for the family, I am a familiar stranger, for friends, I am strange arrogance and cold loneliness, and can not establish balance with the surroundings. I had struggled in the gray world, lonely, black, cold and terrible, and at one point I didn't care about life, I could be relieved when I died. Maybe God opened another window for me to make myself interesting, try to read, write, practice writing, painting, listening to music, watching movies, and all the grays were colorful for a while. The good times are a year and a half, too short, grandpa's sudden illness plus I chose the wrong person to consume these three years, everything seems to be back to the original point, there is no time and space, their anxiety and family's incomprehension let the knot in my heart rise to a height, almost suffocated, only to want to go out to see the beautiful scenery, I want to release myself, looking for myself, is the aunt's firm appearance now let me firmly believe that the future can be expected, follow their own hearts, live well to live well others, perhaps do a good job of themselves at the moment. There is also a gap between the choice and the trade-off, which is the part that is missing, and only by repairing the lack can it become more complete.