Quieten myself

Walking alone in the park along the river with an umbrella. Yesterday, after the rainy rain, there was no wind, and there was peace everywhere! At dawn, the street lamp was still bright, and the trees were filled with a layer of light sand mist. Stop and turn around, and it is misty everywhere. On the left side of the road, a row of maple leaves drooped lightly, with freehand brushwork in yellow, and the lingering charm of autumn in such a warm winter. The green leaves on the right side were wet and heavy, with a piece of leaves next to each other, silent. Between the yellow and green of the people, it is like going through the tunnel of time, forgetting the cycle of seasons. What season should it be? Occasionally, a morning trainer was welcomed, and he was silent and silent. However, the most delicate and charming one is to count my unknown red flowers among the garden columns. Two or three, graceful, how beautiful! Yesterday’s soaking, under the background of dim light, looks very shy and blurred, hazy and lovely. The red flowers, among the grass covered by the fallen maple leaves, highlight the spirit of water outside the score, and bloom like tender and poetic, just like the red cheeks of a young girl in early spring. Let me enter the spring like a dream! The light from the distance faintly appeared between the tree crevices, and the stars were shining eyes in the Star Space. A small car suddenly passed by on the wide road. In a flash, the voice faded away. The Riverside park before dawn was quiet, so quiet that birds could be heard in the nest. Although it didn’t rain in the sky, I was surrounded by noise everyday, but still holding an umbrella. Walking slowly and lightly, for fear that the broken sound surprised the elves everywhere. Feeling the freshness of every place, bathing in the sudden silence, the soul is like washing, there is no sign of agitation in the past. Quiet, quiet, still quiet! Standing in the vertical bus workshop with rare happiness, looking up. In the dark sky in the distance, there are colorful lamps continuously intermittent. One light keeps shining, just like a beacon in the fairy River. Someone is setting off fireworks! I suddenly cried out in surprise, but the fact told me that it was not fireworks, but seven lights with different colors flashing continuously hanging in the air. Looking at it, and looking at the neatly arranged buses, I smiled, so beautiful! It took a long time for my heart to calm down. My heart surrounded by dust and lead fluttered before this dim dawn, and felt relieved. However, when I came home with my tired body dragging at night, the lights at home were not on, and my wife and xiaofangyu fell asleep early. This was also rare in daily life. However, when I slept on the bed, one arm of my wife was exposed outside the quilt, and I crept close to it to cover it. But she didn’t want to disturb her wife. She said to me vaguely with her eyes confused: Your daughter was criticized by the teacher and was absent-minded in class. Looking out of the window, soon, her wife closed her eyes again, asleep. Yes, in recent days, due to the increased workload of the unit, I always went out early and came back late, and the dialect was less supervised. Thinking like this, I didn’t go to the kitchen to have a hot meal, but sat quietly on the long wooden chair in the hall, thinking about gain and loss (2010-12-3)

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