Ever since I fell in love with playing with rocks, I have regarded strange rocks as spiritual beings with emotions. Although they were originally hard rocks formed by fission of the earth's crust, mountain collapse, volcanic eruptions, and condensation of magma , they have been transformed by hundreds of millions of times in nature. After thousands of years of sleeping, it finally wakes up slowly, waiting for the person who is destined to find it...
Mi Shi: When I was looking for you, I heard your cry!
Every time I pick up a stone, I feel like I am on a date before setting off. Although I am searching aimlessly, there is a magical power that attracts me, making me subconsciously move closer to it.
I believe that at this moment, the beautiful stone that invited me here must be waking up in the thick soil, bathing in the gurgling water, and playing hide and seek with me among the weeds and rocks.
And I braved the scorching sun, pouring rain, and stepped in the swamp mud to find it tirelessly. I believe it must have heard my footsteps, must have heard my call, and must also be looking forward to me. 's arrival
The beautiful stone woke up. The moment I walked to it and picked it up, it opened its sleepy eyes and looked at me dreamily. I don’t know if it is the same as me at this moment. There is a sense of novelty due to unfamiliarity, a sense of familiarity that seems familiar, and an irrepressible sense of joy due to its uniqueness and exquisiteness.
Stone Appreciation: When I was admiring you, I heard you speak!
The ancients said, "Flowers are full of things if they explain things, but stones are the most beautiful if they cannot speak." However, for many years, I have often talked with beautiful stones, and I deeply feel that the language of strange stones can only be understood best by those who play with stones. .
Over the years, no matter how tired my body is, no matter how stressful the work is, no matter how many troubles there are in life, I always leave enough time for myself to appreciate the rocks.
In the dead of night, I always like to make a pot of tea, quietly admire the beautiful stones on the table, and tell it with an open heart that I have walked through the hard, tiring, and bumpy road of life many times.
Every time, the strange stone always tells me silently that it has gone through hundreds of millions of years of ups and downs to become what it is today; it has gone through thousands of years of silent waiting before ushering in a fateful encounter. How can you see a rainbow after going through wind and rain? In this way, no matter how much trouble, how much helplessness, how much sadness, they have all disappeared through stone appreciation.
Zangshi: When I am collecting you, I am also collecting some memories!
They say life is short, so cherish the good times. So how can we seize the fleeting time? How can we leave beautiful memories on the road of life? I chose stone appreciation!
When I was full of energy and youthful vitality, I started collecting stones all over the mountains and fields; when I had sufficient financial resources and no worries about food and clothing, I started visiting markets and exhibitions to collect fine stones.
Everything I do is for no other reason than to enrich the collection of stone types and increase the number of high-quality stones, so that when I am old and too old to go there, I will sit in the rocking chair and rock slowly every day. When old friends gather together, they can have wonderful scenes of memories, they can have common topics to discuss together, and they can have a sense of happiness rippling in each other's hearts.
Editor: Unrequited
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