Be someone who knows how to rummage for eggs in the feathers of a place.
Picking up the girl from school in the evening, as soon as she ran out of the school gate, I saw a sunflower blooming under the full moon, jumping and jumping. Wei Niang couldn't help but be surprised that she was still so energetic last day at school?
"Student Cao moved the coffee machine at home to the classroom, and we started to grind coffee between classes." Before I could ask, they took the initiative to invite him.
"What? What? Moved the coffee machine to the classroom!" My surprise rose to 100,000 points. "This is the school! You are in the graduating class! Do you still have time to make coffee? Will the class teacher allow it?" Mommy Sanqian asked , a cloud of mist.
"Of course, the head teacher said that if we can create fun in the tense preparation for the exam, we have already succeeded halfway through the success. The mentality is good, and the gods-horses are all good." He shook his head. The head teacher said this, I believe it. The head teacher is not like other head teachers who require students to have a nervous appearance when taking the test. He is absolutely free to let the children create happiness and learn. Because of this, the girl and her class have always been rated as the class with the "best character" for students. Every night when they study and finish school, their draft papers for the day are folded into a plane, and they fly all over the classroom. Of course, scratch paper usually has your ideal university written on it.
Creating happiness in stressful situations and discovering positive energy in mismatches is an excellent ability to survive! This also reminds me of my classmate Huanhuan.
Early in the morning on the weekend, I saw Huanhuan on a circle of friends: "My son has small eyes, but he is in the spotlight; my husband is sloppy, but he has a good temper; although life is a chicken feather, it is also a flower when tied up!" With her son squinting and smiling, her husband's stinky socks rounded into balls, and her "grass and flowers" photos.
Well, as her name suggests, she's an absolute optimist, someone who knows how to rummage through the feathers of a place for eggs. I was infected by her. When I got off work, I stopped taking the noisy and congested road, but passed through the quiet park.
That park is my favorite place to go. There are many green vegetation and the air is very fresh. Instead of the usual large circles on the trails, I weaved between the winding paths in the park. With a heart for fun, I walked and patted. After taking more pictures, I found that the seemingly ordinary scenery on weekdays hides "big art": the winding stone road, the green buds emerging from the dry branches, the old bark carved by the years, a red maple leaf... …It seems ordinary, but it is actually beautiful.
The secret realm of life thus opened the window of light, allowing me to peep out the hidden beauty, and I felt that I had found a key to unlock the aesthetics of life. When I got up at 5:20 in the morning to cook, I no longer complained about the lack of sleep. I used to complain about the high floor, but now it has become an advantage. I can see the sunrise early and overlook the city. There is only one sunrise a day, and I can enjoy it every day, which is happiness. And, indeed, every day I watch the sunrise, I will smile from the bottom of my heart.
When sending the girl to school again, I no longer hurry up to urge the girl to study, but start to "look up to the sky" with the girl: "Hey - look to the west, the moon has not yet set, the lunar calendar is the 16th, so round." The moon is really still hanging In the sky, although it is just a white circle in the morning light, it creates a surprise for us that the sun and the moon shine together.
I went to deliver meals to the girl at noon. I no longer asked the cold and warm, but stretched my hand through the gap between the railings: "Little comrade, come and shake hands, have a good time eating." The girl smiled and shook hands with me, and even the guard was amused. now...
On the road, there are stones and feet, but it can give you massage and health; wake up early, it is uncomfortable, but you can watch the sunrise; a coffee machine takes up space and time, but it can relieve the pressure of study... The days remain the same , The mood changes, the light turns, and the scenery is different.
When I read Vincent van Gogh recently, he said: "Everyone has a fire in their heart, and people passing by only see the smoke..." Similarly, there is a fire in our days, and we don't just see the smoke inside, we must learn Be someone who sees fire. Fire is bright and enthusiastic upward, and smoke smokes tears.
