Read a passage from The Grass House:
"The ducks don't care, as long as they have water, water is their eternal home." They begin to forage. After foraging, I suddenly had an interest and shouted a few times towards the sky. There were no other sounds, and the heavens and the earth were so empty, so the cry was both lonely and uplifting. ”
I also felt the excitement of a long absence, not because I had read a wonderful sentence, but because this passage brought me back to the age when I read The Grass House. When I was a child, the fantasy of Yau Ma Tei was found by me again, and it was still so clean and gentle. Thinking of the decades of detention so far, the cries of these ducks can't help but make people have the meaning of "Sima Niu's Sigh" and "The Sunset Guests Are Worried about the New".
But I suddenly wanted to write such a little thing but it was not a sick moan, and some lyrical words I read myself were tired, but "Yixing And Flying" forced me to write. So much so that I will hardly read what I have written. Of course, this is all gossip, and the purpose of writing this article is because I suddenly found that everyone around me had celebrated June Day.
Those of us who are just beginning to be sophisticated seem to be willing to round up and return to the category of minors, not only because minors have protection laws, but also because "the baby is really bitter in his heart", lying flat and unwilling, struggling without motivation, drinking chicken soup from childhood but still wanting to return to that simple age.
Of course, the happiest are those merchants, a few days ago I saw them "sharpening the knife" to prepare for the marketing of these days.
The circle of friends and classmates kept sending out bits and pieces of words asking for gifts, so I couldn't help but want to go with the flow. I have never been unfamiliar with June Day, and I am quite familiar with the childhood fun.
But when I know that Children's Day and participating in festival activities, it is the day when school is away from home and childhood is gone.
And some social fears I do not intend to seek the relief of the festival from the circle of friends, an urgent desire makes me want to experience pleasure from the memories and contacts I have encountered. So I found the children's books I used to read, and I tried to reminisce about the past, trying to find something that would make me happy.
So there is this paragraph in the beginning of "Grass House" and the feeling after reading this paragraph. It exhilarates me because I miss that quiet feeling so much.
Because now I can't put down the desk no longer because of the war, but because of the heart.
After an impetuous feeling has tormented you for too long, the word "quiet good" suddenly has an inexplicable attraction, even though I have always hated and used it cautiously.
When I was a child, I went down to the river to touch the fish, the water was clear, the feet went down to the water, the fish caught were raised in glass jars, the bottom of the jar was covered with stones picked up, sometimes thrown into a section of stumps, watching the fish swim in the water for an afternoon. When I was boarding in middle school, there was no entertainment project, and watching a passage of Cao Cao's wrongful killing of Lü Bohao could see that every word was interesting. Now that I think about it, the pleasures of watching fish and reading books are both the beauty of "quietness.".
Nowadays, when you look at the water and look at the fish and the grass, you can either look at the flowers or take a picture and never look at it again. When looking at flowers also becomes a photo punch card, the matter of looking at flowers itself has little meaning. Because what fascinates me even more when I look at flowers is the state of mind of looking at flowers, and the shape and color of flowers are just medicinal introductions.
I look back on the things that made me happy in my childhood, and I found that these joys came from "stillness", which is not quiet, but what people often call carefree. In a poem by Feng Zikai, it is said, "Don't be confused in the heart, don't be trapped in love." Don't be afraid of the future, don't think about the past", this kind of silence is more or less like this, but I don't know why this sentence has made me so despised.
I can't find it now, only in the memories of my childhood can I be uplifted again.
When I was infected with anxiety and impetuosity, I didn't know what I was busy with, but they were all telling me to hurry up and do the next thing.
The most desired Children's Day gift for me as an adult is probably this kind of leisure that can be placed at any time.