I heard that the book "Every grass and tree will blossom" was published, and I bought it at the first time. On the light blue cover, a full dandelion stands proudly, and there is a faint fragrance of flowers in the wind. Holding a book in the palm of your hand seems to smell the breath of spring, which is an unspeakable beauty. There is a line of white words on the cover: "All living things are like grass, and everyone will appreciate the beauty of live high", which is an interpretation of the title. That's good. Everyone has everyone's glory, doesn't he?
Open the book and re-enter those familiar articles, the feeling of filling the soul is still undiminished, and I feel that my heart is gradually becoming gentle. Flowers and trees that are inconspicuous in others' eyes are always so smart in her works, and they are no longer different from others. In the eyes of others, the dull marriage life is full of novelty and unpredictable beauty in her eyes. Watching her describe the dull but warm days with her husband, watching her lightly describe her painstaking efforts in love, I don't know why, I always have tears in my eyes; What others have long been used to accepting, she dare not beg for return, and pay with a grateful heart.
The article "If I can love you like this" touched me again and again. Over the years, we have accepted our mother's selfless dedication with a clear conscience. We always shout "Motherly love is great, mother is great", but who wants to be a mother in the next life, to take care of and care for them who have devoted their lives to our growth?
A person can treat life with this mentality, so how can her life not be full of sunshine?
Someone asked her why there is always sunshine and warmth in her words, and she replied, "Who will have a smooth life?" We can't refuse the haze, but we can plant a lamp in the haze with love, kindness, gratitude and tolerance, so that we don't feel sad in the cold and loneliness. "
This reminds me of a sentence I once read in the newspaper: "With the mentality of an ordinary person, enjoy eternal life in a simple tea and a light meal, and enjoy the full moon in peace."
How nice. I hope we can all do it.
After reading:
The living room is behind an alley with a tunnel paved with fine bricks. On both sides of the aisle, some flowers and plants are randomly placed, including impatiens, cockscomb, a bunch of red flowers and flat bean curd. When bloom was good, I went home through the tunnel, and my sleeves smelled of flowers. The stamen is light, like a girl's imminent. Open it gently and you will have a panoramic view of the beautiful world.
I am always moved at such moments. In the distant world, there may be thousands of hardships in Qian Qian, but how can we live with grass, flowers and flowers, and all life lives with tenacity and warmth?
A friend asked me, Mei Zi, are there no blues in your life? Why is there always sunshine and warmth in your words? I laugh, whose life will be smooth sailing? We can't refuse gloom, but we can plant a lamp in gloom with love, kindness, gratitude and tolerance, so that we don't feel bleak in the cold and loneliness.
I am very grateful to my readers, who have made no secret of their love for my works. They have made my works glow with another kind of power, such as the vigorous growth of plants. Here, I might as well quote an email written by a reader friend. In the email, he wrote: "Plum: Hello! I have read a lot of your essays and have to say something about my opinion. It was your words that brought me to that initial time, sweeter than honey. I wandered and immersed myself in it, and my heart was filled with an unspeakable happiness. In that world without dust, noise and pollution, your words are like a stream flowing in March, and we swim happily in it like fish. Once, I lost myself. I rode a happy donkey desperately looking for happiness. My eyes fly high and sway with the wind. When one day, I returned to my hometown involuntarily with your words, I found that the gold of life was and has always been in the original place. So, what have we been running all these years? On the way home, it is your words, the whole meaning of the words that follow you, quietly blooming and reveling. I have seen many media interviews with you, which makes me even more awed and grateful. Because I am also an editor and writer, and I am a primary school student in writing, and I have just started. I am lucky to meet someone like Mei Zi. The joy and warmth of dripping water in her hand sprinkled on me, and the flowers were overflowing. Wandering in her words, I believe everyone will be amazed: how happy life is! To this end, I want to say: missing is a sin. "
Such affirmation and praise is a spur to me. I only, and only, do my writing better, so as not to disappoint those who love me. Although I am ordinary, I can't be a cloud in your sky or a blue wave in your heart, but I can be a book at your hand. When you are tired, in your cold loneliness, turn it over and your hands will be warm.
Song Dandan in the depths of happiness, there is such a description, said that she broke up with her first love, she still stayed in the original old alley, but he went abroad. Pain in my heart, countless times imagine their reunion after many years. When he returned to China, he came to see her. In the alley where she lived, she asked one by one if there was an old lady named Song Dandan living here.
I think so too. When I was old, I was squinting in the sun. Suddenly a stranger came up to me and asked me, "Does an old lady named Ding Limei live here?" ? Her words have warmed me for decades.
If so, very good.
It's too hard to find. There are only two. Sorry.