Since the continuous high temperatures in the summer, people's feelings have become increasingly hot and difficult. I don't know if people have such feelings, and I feel like I'm really close to midsummer. Hot and sunny, the sun baked, even sitting in the office also has a feeling of suffocation, I do not know why this is why? Why is not in front of me spring breeze, and cool into the arms, but unbearable It's hard to bear...
Because there are so many things during the day and the weather is hot, the mood is also irritability. The various information that flows through and in accordance with the inherent habits of the past is stored in a computer after being screened and then scrutinized and polished. Text.
Maybe it's the reason for being sedentary! I've always felt a bit sore in my waist and neck, so I’m talking about alcohol, alcohol, and charcoal.恿Γ Sitting in front of your computer for a long time is an injury to your eyes. I understand all of these things, but sometimes I really feel a sense of being involuntarily, so I feel tired again.
It's almost time to finish school. It's hard to handle all the things on hand. Then I'm ready to relax. At noon, a friend called me and called me to dinner at night. I wanted to take this opportunity to relax and go out with my friends. Poly, play it. The idea just flashed in his head and suddenly he was covered by a gentle voice: "Don't drink, you see there are so many people who need your care and attention." This voice is not loud, but it is very powerful. I just stood up and slowly sat back. After thinking, I took out my mobile phone and declined my friend’s kindness. Although this is the case, my heart is still tangled in my heart!
An absent-minded rider went home and started cooking. When everything was ready, my wife and I began to supper. The dinner wasn't very good. Just a few homemade dishes were fried because the children didn't eat at home, so there wasn't much to worry about. After a meal has been completed and the dishes and chopsticks have been cleaned up, the task of the day is completed.
After all this was done, I sat in the courtyard and looked out to the horizon. I touched the treetops in the distance with a sunset glow. The red clouds covered the sky, and the lotus ponds in front of the house were dyed golden. This beautiful scene came into my eyes, and I suddenly remembered in my mind. When friends asked about the newly-repaired park some days ago, at the moment my heart couldn’t help but generate an urgent desire. This kind of desire is like the fireworks in the summer. Once burned, it must be overwhelming, so he greeted his wife and walked toward the park.
This is an open area, and it is less than 30 meters in front of my house. Hetang is at the foot of the mountain and is enclosed by a highway. It is a school road that is being built. The road is divided into the left and right lanes. Separated by green belts, on both sides of the road, the road can be widened two or three trucks side by side, this road is straight forward, leading to the distance.
Passing through Hetang, I saw ponds covered with green, one or two lotus roots that ran through the summer, and stood comfortably in the middle of the lotus pond. When I saw this, I remembered the poem written by Song Dynasty poet Yang Wanli in Xiaochi: The sharp corners of the clubs have already stood upright, and my mind and body bathe in a poetic mood.
Looking down, a group of ducklings in the lotus pond are swimming in the lotus pond with great interest. Their bodies are inlaid with golden sunset glow. It looks like a piece of goldfish in the sleek jasper. However, what constitutes a beautiful landscape is a natural landscape painting.
Walking along the lotus pond, less than 30 meters away, is what the friend said the park. The park is under construction at the moment and the workers are still working overtime, showing that the schedule is tight.
Compared with the parks in the larger cities of the park, it can be seen as normal, but for a small county, it is rare to see it. Because Fenghuang County does not have a real park, it is regarded as a rarity in the eyes of rural residents. Now.
Stepping into the park, the first thing to be seen in front of you is a row of inlaid marble floors, new plants and flowers on the grass on both sides, and the park is built around the mountains. The original bluestone is piled up or erected to form countless rockeries. Some masson pines were at the top of the crowd at this time. His look of self-satisfaction reminded me that the article “Two Noble Trees” that was read on the Internet not long ago was written by a writer called Cong Min. I guess this author is about a woman or a girl. I judged it from the sentences in her text, but it is not necessarily correct.
Masson pine is a common tree in his hometown. Everywhere, his vitality is particularly strong, and his ability to adapt is generally unmatched by the trees. Therefore, his brothers are many, even everywhere, but at this moment in the park Looks lonely. In spite of this, his proud appearance nevertheless never loses everyone's style.
On the other side of the park, there is a green paved asphalt road. Because there is no reason to open, the road is very clean. The road shines in the sun, and some flowers and plants complement each other, adding a lot of color to the park.
Because it was under construction, some of the scenes in the park had not been completely built up, and it also caused me to feel a sense of alienation. So I was so unrestrained that I took out my mobile phone and took a few pictures of the sunset against the setting sun. park.
At the moment, the sky is enveloped in the night. There is only a light red gap between the heavens and the earth. I walk slowly along the red mark. The thoughts are like the summer boom. The wave is higher than a wave, and it keeps rising in my heart. I can't calm down.
I know that tonight will be a sleepless night again, because my heart is still floating and I'm counting numbers while forcing myself, not thinking about what I want or shouldn’t think of, everything is going to make them Naturally, put everything that you should or should not put down!
At eleven o'clock in the evening, I finally fell asleep, but I knew that it was a common false jealousy. From the surface it looked like it was asleep, even accompanied by a slight buzz, but the brain was still like Like the slide lights, the daytime process continues to be performed.
When I woke up, it was 2.20 a.m. and I was awakened by a bird’s cry. Looking out the window sideways, a hint of navy covered the sky, and several shit broke the silence of the night. Listening to the sound of this "sub-regulation," I reminded me once again of the verses of Weng Juan ("Song Dynasty"): "The green mountains and plains are full of white rivers and rivers. I knew that I couldn’t sleep again, so I simply trained my last friend to teach the “five-line Italian boxing boxing.” Although I couldn’t fully comprehend this boxing trick, I felt it was obvious in just over 20 days. Its effect, for which I told myself, we must stick to it and must not stop halfway.
Turn on your computer and turn what you thought into words yesterday. In fact, I know that in this age group, we should know the truth of the fate of heaven, not to think of problems that we should not have thought about. We must all go to the dust and get back to fate. This is natural and uncomfortable.
Buddha said: "People are humans, and they don't have to deliberately go to be human; the world is a world and there is no need to meticulously go into the world. The edge is ice, I will hold the ice in my arms; when it is iced, I only discover that the edge is gone." Yeah! Why not? What a classic word, wake up!
I warned myself that it is up to me to cultivate self-cultivation!
It was still dark outside the window. I listened to the frogs and listened to the chanting. I know that in this summer night full of enthusiasm, I could not rest in my heart.
Yeah, it's hard to sleep at night, sleepless in summer...