Fleeting time, allow yourself a period of time

In the passage of time, someone always walks away quietly. Do not panic, do not complain, because there will always be a dead river, those dusty stories will be quietly closed, one day, you will be surprised, the original, will also meet.

Then, at some dusk, I promised myself a period of time. Xue Xiao Chan said: elope with yourself, go to a wilderness with no time, no place, no plot, and enjoy a rare hot time, even a cup of tea is too much. In this way, the time can no longer be pure, and then grow old together.

That day, in early summer, it didn't have to be too hot. Promised himself a dusk.

Light, through the bustling night market, queuing diners, frolicking couples, and I, hurriedly rub shoulders. I'm just a passer-by, at this time. I'm going through this flashy place, looking for a quiet corner.

A long oilboard road, with no end in sight, went to a villa in the suburbs with his girlfriend. I prefer to call it the manor. On both sides of the slate road of the manor, there are purple bouquets of lavender, not Provence, but also romantic. Although purple lavender grows thin, I still like it. Unusual flowers and plants always give people a surprise expression. A Hale and hearty old man, fiddling with bags of steamed bread, selling his fish food. Standing beside the low white bridge fence are several red men and women who are fighting for koi as the white steamed bread is broken and shredded. The falling gear bar at the exit of the villa divides the rich and the poor into two worlds. I heard that only a few people live in the luxurious villa. Most of the time, the house is just a decoration. For those rich people, it is just a resting place in their spare time. No one can be seen passing through the white trapezoidal entrance. There is also loneliness that the world does not understand is wrapped here. Perhaps, this mansion has played a romantic purple story, but we don't know.

Keep moving. If time permits, there will be surprises at every stop of life.

Finally, I found a hut where an immortal lives. I call it this because it stands alone halfway up the hillside, with its uncombed thatched roof, shedding red bricks, not a single window, and the surrounding weeds. The old green trees in front of the house block most of the light of the house, and the bare loess looking down to the hillside makes it all the more mysterious. It reminds me of whether a couple fleeing the city, walking on their love ladder, are also living in such an environment at peace with the rest of the world. No regrets?

Further ahead is an orchard in the suburbs. Luxuriant growth, abacus beads of peaches, and leaves hidden cats, test my eyes. There are also plums without fluff, waiting to hang delicious greedy people. I still remember what the white-haired mother-in-law often said: the peach is full and the apricot hurts, and the plum tree hangs. Praise the attractiveness and delicacy of plums. Don't be greedy in the rainy season. Just do not know, this fruit ripe day, whether still have the old friend to come back, drink to drink gossips to cultivate mulberry hemp interest to remember together? At that time, do not talk about Zen with time, do not compare with the market luxury, only with you for a period of time, slow down, look at this shallow summer, give the soul a clear water home.

Not far from the hut, there is a group of women like flowers, far away from people, stealing rose petals. This is the residence of a mountain rose, I carefully over the wild vine, the familiar woman greeted me, like an old friend. Like a person who has lived in a foreign land for a long time, the intimacy when he hears the local accent. Perhaps, only far away from the noisy struggle of the world, will be off guard. I thank the simplicity of the mountain, let people return to the original. The hand-sewn pink cloth bag smells of flowers and countless sleeves. They said, bathe with petals, let the imperial concubine envy! We only picked two tablets, don't wear the skirt, and smelled it all the way. It only takes three or two to enjoy the flowers, which is too much and tasteless.

Pedestrians are thinning out, what a secluded place to go. So slow down the pace, has been in a hurry to catch up with the road of life.

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Allow yourself a slow period of time, you can quietly listen to the singing of frogs, feel the shallow time of summer.

At this time

Allow yourself a period of time, allow to live some small sadness, but not too long.

At this time

Allow yourself a period of time, thinking about those dreams that were once out of reach, but don't be too addicted to hesitation.

At this time

Allow yourself a period of time, restore an initial appearance, and see if the youth of that year is still flustered.

At this time

Allow yourself for a period of time to look for the growth of weeds on the bluestone tiles of my hometown.

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Allow yourself a period of time to watch the sunset sing late at dusk.

Some people say that the years are like a new chess game, and life is like a piece of paper!

Why not, allow yourself a period of time and take your time. Enjoy it carefully.

Author: gone with the Wind