When twilight is coming, I love the lamp at home most.
Because it not only brings endless calmness and stability to our body and mind after a tiring day, but also brings a warmth full of belonging.
Under the soft light, someone is waiting for you to knock on the door and cook porridge and stew for you.
When you open the door, I believe that all your rushing will turn into a warm current with the enthusiasm of the house, and trickle through your heart.
When I was young, my parents often told me to go home when the lamp was in the palm of my hand. When we were all in order and gathered around the table to have dinner together, the mother’s face would float with contentment and peace. Smile.
When I grow up, no matter how I walk around during the day, at sunset, my steps will follow the direction of the light at home that is lit for me and waiting for me to return.
Because that is a kind of restraint on oneself, but also a burden to the family.
Therefore, after a long journey for decades, I am used to doing housework under the light, and I am also used to waiting with my relatives under the light.
A simple and warm meal,Accompany us every day through the warm spring and bleak autumn.
A period of time before going to bed every night, whether it is snuggling on the sofa, chatting, drinking tea. Sit in a chair to read and learn handwriting. Still motionless, listening to the music played on the record player was full of comfort and comfort.
The emotions of adults often have unspeakable pain and trivialities.
You can talk more deeply between relatives, and you will have deeper feelings. When you talk about whereabouts, he talks about what he sees and hears, and then appreciates each other, and the warmth in the eyes of each other.
Sitting under the lamp, reading some positive energy books, not only broadens our horizons and thinking, but also increases our wisdom, thus enriching the strength of life and stepping out of a new world.
half the fireworks, half the joy. Temporarily abandon the firewood, rice, oil and salt, and walk into the poetry and painting of Qinqi. The lingering singing voice of the remaining sound allows the soul to enjoy the lightness and freedom, and also enjoy the unfettered flying.
When the night darkens and the earth slowly enters a peaceful sleep, it will be left alone. There is an orange halo on the head of the bed. In the shallow warmth, the mind will be delicate and delicate, lingering in the bits and pieces of the past on weekdays.
Or winter, a fragrant hot pot meal, or summer night, a beautiful star.
or after the rain,There used to be a stop under the mountain, or a sunny day, waiting for the setting sun by the woods.
Now I think about the fragments of life that seem to be understatement, but deep in my heart, there will be layers of ripples, which arouse the incomparable love for the past years.
Life is always like this, some quiet things are always unforgettable. After stepping through the mountains and rivers, I broke into my heart countless times, and everything is still vividly visible.
In the old days, parents were in the lamp, burning wood and boiling water, cooking and sewing.
Today we are repeating the actions of our parents. Although I couldn't see the footsteps of time, I turned my head occasionally, but found that I had come a long way.
Life, in fact, does not have to be extravagant, no matter how flying with wings during the day, night comes, there is a lamp waiting for you, it is the blessing that God bestows on us.
No matter how difficult life is, as long as you know that someone is running with you and your heart is facing the same light, you are destined not to lose your way.
No need for extra confession and presentation, under the ordinary light, someone will dine with you, laugh and talk together, and share one waiting and returning together.
the journey of life,It's a worthwhile trip.
About the author: Fan Xiuchun, under the pseudonym April Lily, writes warm characters and lives a warm life.
.-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-