When I woke up accidentally, I found that a window of sunshine was splashing on the tip of a cluster of green bamboo leaves, gently and shallow, swaying with the wind. Soft. Bright. Occasionally a few birds’ singing, through the cracks of sunshine, through the branches and leaves, slightly rippling the happy ripples, brushed the green notes on the strings of my heart. The rotating fan keeps pouring the coolness. Adults and children snore evenly with each other’s ups and downs, making the noon time so quiet and tranquil. Like a shy lotus flower, it keeps silent and unfettered under its feet. The pulse is clear. I enjoyed the simple and peaceful sunshine alone. Put your heart aside by the bamboo fence. Let it bloom light flowers and grow light grass. Away from the noise of the city, quietly savoring the time of Qingfen in the countryside, sending out the fragrance. Rattan bamboo chair, breeze and sunshine, puppy lying at the door, green-eyed kitten and old cow lying in the shade. They fled with me and followed satona, betraying the vulgar and troublesome world. I tried to take a lunch break to recuperate the desolation and busy green in my heart. A wooden Plaid window, beside the low wall, beside a bag of dry smoke in Ta ba ba, beside fruits and vegetables covered with rice loaf and soil fragrance, in a dark green light yellow, they spread the wings of life in groups. I saw the broadness and safety of life, and I was crossing the noise and prosperity of the society wisely, giving me a clear wind direction. Yes. Life should be like this, which belongs to my peaceful and charming state. No noise, no dispute, no noise. Write a few lines of words, read a few pages of books, drink a few mouthfuls of tea, and answer a few words with your mother. My afternoon light and shadow are filled with the shade of flowers. After writing down, the mind slipped to the wall of life without paying attention. It was still the sunshine in the window, the green, or the fragrance of flowers that made me see the dim Willow and bright flowers at a corner with winding paths. Good afternoon! Yourself! Good afternoon, my friends who love each other! 2014.7.,20. Hurry in the afternoon

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