3rd Letter to Strange Friends:
Strange friends, Ann, see literally.
The sun outside the window was like fire, as if it was going to burn this human world thoroughly. My mother called and repeatedly told me not to go out, and the neighbor had heat stroke. In front of our parents, we are always the object of worry and pity.
At noon, I boiled yam pork rib soup, which was fragrant and soft. Take a small sip and your stomach is warm. I slept deeply on my nap, had a long dream, and woke up with no memory of anything. After all, dreams are dreams, and no matter how real they are, they will still wake up.
This weekend, read, cook, brush vibrato, listen to music. Idle and lazy. Didn't go out and run around, the older I got, the more obedient I became. Some small things, agreed, obedient. It seems to have become a tacit understanding between myself and my parents when I grow up.
The epidemic situation in Nanjing is still grim, and the flood control in Henan is still underway... The backs of the public officials and soldiers who have been working on the front line all night have brought tears to my eyes again and again. Born in China, how fortunate. The unity of Chinese is a gene that is engraved in the bones, melted into the blood, and passed down from generation to generation.
Watching the hit film "Armageddon", I saw Chiang's feelings for Song Meiling, and I was also moved by the romantic love story of planting "French sycamores" in Nanjing: Legend has it that Song Meiling especially liked french sycamores, and Chiang Kai-shek loved his wife and heartily, specially imported 20,000 sycamore trees from France, planted all the way from Meiling Palace to Zhongshan North Road, planted a string of jewel necklaces, and gave gifts to his lover. Perhaps because of this, there is always a deeper love for Nanjing in my heart. I also want to take a walk on the road where the autumn wind rolls up the fallen leaves... A sentence of sycamore beauty, planted all over Jinling City. Only tenderness and favoritism can withstand the years.
Strange friends, good night!