米高的树洞
米高的树洞

一个进化中的老透明

mortal raving - 22.7.10 - over the weekend

The sultry heat can't hinder the leisurely pace~

Holy matters:

On weekend mornings, I usually wake up early, which is funny. The first thing I thought of when I woke up early was to eat some steamed buns. I said that I was thinking about this pasta because I found one on the pedestrian street outside the community two days ago. Treasure's small stall, an elder sister who sells pasta, makes various kinds of pasta by herself, including steamed buns, steamed buns, flower rolls and hair cakes, etc. Although there is no complicated and exquisite shape, the key is the taste. I bought a few samples by chance that day and tasted it. I actually tasted the taste of my childhood that I haven’t seen for a long time. I couldn’t help but feel overwhelmed.

As I said before, I have a greed for food, and the most unacceptable thing is to stop at it. Although I asked the eldest sister who set up the stall, she said that she would set up a stall here for a long time, but she still couldn’t help buying a lot. In fact, the eating and drinking of civilians sometimes do not have too many stories and exciting, and many times they actually eat memories. Taking a bite of the ordinary flower roll, the fragrance fills the mouth, and at the same time, it is just right tenacity and chewy, which is memorable. Whether the pasta is done well or not depends on the temperature of the dough. There is a lot of knowledge in it. Although I also like to tinker with food, and I have made steamed buns and steamed buns three or two times like cats and tigers, the dough is still bad. Although it is also Follow the recipes and recipes on the Internet to operate, but in the end, there is no way to do it, and the difference is a thousand miles away.

After breakfast, I went to the open-air market downstairs to purchase ingredients for a week as usual. Although there were not many people in my family, the cart was filled with careful selection for half an hour. Passing by many uncles and aunts in the nearby suburbs, they came to sell with carts carrying loads. Some dishes are really fresh and endearing, but unfortunately many uncles and aunts do not have mobile payment tools. Only regretfully gave up. Looking at their hunched silhouettes, I can't bear it, but I can't do anything for the time being. The progress of the times has a price.

In the past two months, the cucumbers and tomatoes that we planted on the indoor balcony with our children have grown lush and lush under our careless care. The good news is that some of the seedlings of the tomato plants have already emerged. Since the flower bone flower is here, will the little tomato still be far away? Full of expectations, and determined to serve them more carefully. The magic of life is to surprise people. Unexpectedly, it is only an inch thick thin soil, and the seedlings can grow upward under the nourishment of water and sunlight. I didn't complain, I just tried my best to absorb nutrients, try my best to make myself bear fruit, and complete the mission of the reincarnation of life.

Looking at these tenacious branches and vines, I will also sigh with emotion, people, although sometimes they are not as good as weeds, but even if they are humble as grass, they must grow vigorously under limited conditions. Although it can't be compared to a towering tree with its palm stretched out to protect the creatures under its feet with its shadow, a weed can also temporarily shelter the ants from the wind and rain as long as it is stretched out. That's what weeds are all about.

After all, the days are plain and dotted with small joys, and small joys sometimes meet inadvertently, decorating each other's lives, boredom is the norm, and life is in these boredoms, working hard to bloom. Since I can’t be a towering tree, I just don’t want to dream, I just live quietly as a tough weed, neither humble nor arrogant, taking care of each other and connecting with each other. I believe that the little greenery will eventually become an open-mindedness. Pieces of fresh grass, that actually makes a lot of sense, right?


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