Books are the crystallization of human wisdom. She can provide us with not only spiritual food, but also friends and mentors on the road of life. When you are lonely, she silently accompanies you; When you are sad, she patiently guides your inner bruises for you; When success or life is remarkable, she will still be with you. I think it is a great blessing to have books with me all my life. What can compare with her? I am a citizen, of course I don't like reading, and I won't forget the taste of meat without reading for a day, but I can always calm down and read some books I like and learn something useful for my life in my restless and busy life. Of course, I don't study purely for life. I don't have that kind of patience, and I won't look for the so-called golden house, looks, looks and fame in books for food. It's not that I'm lofty, but that I lack the real psychology of seeking knowledge. I think, in the indifferent and quiet life, I can get a little affinity with books, and maybe I will benefit for life.
I am deeply impressed by the bookstore called Pioneer that I often visit. In other words, she has a deep attraction to me. There will still be feelings between people, so my fate with that bookstore should also be cultivated in daily contact. If the bookstore is compared to a pure girl, then I am like a weak scholar with a feather fan in hand and a scarf. Although I don't have the wisdom of the world, and I don't have the plan of Anbang, it is a great luck for me to become attached to her.
Of course, there are other factors that attract me in that bookstore: first, the decoration of the storefront is clean and bright, comfortable and elegant, and unique; Secondly, there is always soft music in the shop, which is soothing and melodious, like a gurgling stream, which makes my mood find a purity in the dense books and music; Third, the books operated by that bookstore are all genuine books, and I think it is commendable that they still retain a clean and innocent place in today's market environment; Fourth, she has a superior geographical location and convenient transportation, which is convenient for buying books; What's more, all the books here are 20% off, and some books are even more favorable. Compared with some big bookstores, she does have the advantages of good weather, geographical location and people. I like reading a few books in my spare time. Of course, I will choose a bookstore with similar temperament. Therefore, it is inevitable that she accidentally became attached to me.
At the end of last year, for some unknown reason, the bookstore posted a notice in front of the store, generally saying that the bookstore would move to a new location, which was far from its current location. I think I'll break up with her from now on, and I can't help feeling a little sad. In this way, half a year passed unconsciously, during which I never went to that bookstore again. A few days ago, I suddenly had a strong impulse to visit my old friend again. On Sunday, I decided to find a new address for that bookstore.
When I had a hard time finding the new address of that bookstore, I always felt a little strange to me. One is the remoteness of the location, and the other is the antiquity of the house-compared with before, she always felt like an old woman reduced to the streets. That clerk is also very strange. There must be someone new. But one thing really caught my attention, that is, when I first entered the store, I saw a cat lying on the typewriter, to be exact, a lovely white cat lying there lazily, without making any noise, like a sleepy child. Stepping into the bookstore, I really heard the cat's cry, "meow, meow", which was a greeting to me and a declaration of its existence-it turned out that she was not asleep.
Compared with the previous decoration, the decoration in the bookstore is slightly simple, and the dark red painted doors and windows make me feel like I have entered the meditation room. Music is still playing in the shop. It's a zither. I feel very familiar, like a famous song with flowing water, fiddling with the ancient strings is like a dream, and my mood is much calmer. Of all the shopping in life, I think only buying books is a kind of spiritual relaxation and enjoyment. Here, you don't have to worry about being slaughtered, and you don't have to use your head to deal with the shop. You can come easily and return satisfied.
Although the decoration of the bookstore has changed, the arrangement and management of those books have not changed, so I can still find that familiar atmosphere, like friends who meet after a long separation, and I hear familiar voices. Choosing books in the bookstore, I feel that time is like a slowly flowing stream, which glides before my eyes. I didn't have the courage to catch up, but I was calm and reading. At this time, a ray of warm sunshine outside the window shines into the room, making a slightly dim corner of the bookstore bright and active. A pot of loofah in the corner is trying to grow out of the window. Although it is weak and its leaves are yellow, it has not stopped pursuing the light of life. Perhaps this is where all creatures in this world can attract us and inspire us-this should be a sign of tenacious life. Therefore, we should cherish and respect every living thing around us. They all have the right to strive to show the value of life, and we should live in peace and harmony.
It was already noon when I selected some books I liked. Besides, by the way, Mimi the cat even disturbed her dream when I paid the bill. She gently jumped from the cover of the typewriter to the cash register, which may be a protest or a gentle snuggling. Anyway, she left me such a lovely image. Next time I come, maybe she is another reason for my lingering. On the way back, I realized that today is a sunny June day, accompanied by wind and books. I feel like a kite in the spring breeze in March, flying calmly and freely. ...
Those warm days-
My son is three years old. Every time I take him back to his hometown, I see sheep, rabbits and cows dancing and cheering with excitement. He just refused to leave. When you are brave, you even learn to look like adults, feed them with a handful of fresh green grass and look at them with relish. Then he laughed and played in the small yard. At dusk, the farmhouse sounded a spiritual country symphony.
Back to the county seat, my son insisted on bringing back a rabbit, fat and round, covered in white hair and clean, like a fluffy snowball, with long and pointed ears and red eyes turning round and round. Very cute.
Just in time for the school holiday, I made a home for Bunny in the corner of the playground.
What a warm and happy summer vacation it was! My son and his friends in the yard are immersed in the busyness and joy of watching rabbits, feeding rabbits and muttering to rabbits all day. Smile like a peach blossom in March.
Occasionally, when I go out, my son must get on the bus with the rabbit in his arms, whisper along the way and take good care of him. I haven't seen you for a few days. The children in the yard must be standing at the gate, eager to see us from a distance. A pair of pink little hands scrambled to take the rabbit in their son's arms. You touch it, he hugs it, combs its hair and chatters with it. Suddenly, the empty and deserted playground is full of vigor and vitality.
Once upon a time, we were fettered by trivial matters, and these warm and beautiful years were pushed to the edge of memory, and the innocent and beautiful part of human nature was submerged in the deepest part of our hearts.
Walking with my husband one day, I accidentally found a litter of dogs in the wild. Mother dog and her nine children, huddled in a pile of weeds, look like a stray dog. The nine puppies just born are not as big as mice, and their bodies are almost transparent. Before they grow fluff, they are pink and soft, and their eyes are closed tightly. They wriggled into the dog's mother's arms and looked so weak and helpless.
With a bang, the strings in my heart were gently plucked. The couple looked at each other, built a warm and comfortable nest for the dog family under a red Chinese rose, bought ham and milk, and let the dog mother have a delicious meal.
In the following days, we will visit and feed dogs every day, and it is very gratifying to watch them grow up day by day, gain weight and gradually become soft and shiny.
June day, baby face, change as you say. It was sunny just now, and suddenly it rained cats and dogs.
"Dog? ! "Husband and wife jumped up from the sofa almost at the same time.
The scenery remains the same, the nest is still there, but there is no dog family.
Where are you going? Neighbors must have taken them in.
These days, not only we but also many people are paying attention to the dog family. You can often see leftover meat and bones, ham, beef jerky, unfinished milk and juice, as well as puffed food such as bananas, peaches and even shrimp strips near the nest. Should I feed the child?
With this in mind, we are relieved.
Thanks to this summer, thanks to the dog family, let us relive those warm and beautiful memories again.
The world is a kaleidoscope and life is a big stage. Sometimes, we may not be able to withstand the secular temptation, get lost and sink, and the most beautiful light in human nature will be temporarily submerged in the rolling world of mortals, but that is only an illusion, which is temporary. Compassion, kindness, love and care in human nature are innate and go deep into the bone marrow, no matter how many years have passed, whether it is toddler or white-haired. (Editor: Tingting)