When someone slaps you, they also slap you red

The sun was shining brightly, and the white clouds danced like colorful ribbons. Our family got on the motorcycle and rode to the breakfast shop to sit and wait for the meal. I changed seats with me, my daughter slapped my right hand instead, and my son came to high-five my left hand. I laughed happily and said, "The child gives me a slap to encourage me and make me louder and louder. In the future, others will I gave you a slap and made you popular, people should think about the best." The husband listened silently.

Suddenly there was a commotion from behind. The man took off his mask and shouted loudly, "Don't you ask him if he has a problem with his head, if he is sick, he called me crazy, what is his phone number at home?" The out-of-order behavior focused his attention, only glanced coldly and ignored it. The daughter asked, "Is he insane?" The son instead said, "He is not sick, but he was sick before he was born." The son's words make people think, maybe we all have hidden diseases before birth, but they just broke out in depression, and our behavior is difficult to control.

I said emphatically to the child, "He's fine, last time I noticed that he still does things for my mother, you just don't see the good side of him, don't misunderstand others, just keep a good distance, and don't worry about it. Small things make people not like people." As I was talking, I was eating red oil and stir-frying my hands, and I was choked by the spicy oil in an instant . If you want to get angry, you will put the anger in your body to warm yourself, and you will no longer be afraid of cold words .

Afterwards, my husband and I went to the lotus pond for a walk. There were a group of people in the park holding binoculars and staring into the distance. I also looked in their direction, but there was only a forest covering it. My husband guessed it was bird watching, but what did I do? I couldn't see it, and I was surprised that others' magnification was to appreciate the beautiful scenery, and the eyes did not have the function of magnifying, so why should they magnify their views on things and think wildly .

We came to the Haro Market. My son suggested to buy an umbrella. I stopped by the Sanshan Temple of Xianshu to worship Buddha. One of the paintings attracted me. Two people swept the floor, causing white smoke. One ghost seemed to be choked by the smoke. I ran away in fear, with the words "Sweep away thousands of disasters." It seemed to remind me to sweep away the clutter in my heart. Even the ghosts couldn't stand it and didn't dare to approach, and what disasters would I encounter .

My son was drawing lots. There were good lots in front of me, but I was not satisfied. The more I drew, the worse I was. I rudely said to my son, "You don't need to draw any more. If there is good in life, there must be bad." I drew all the lots for him. The poems gathered together, and in turn told him to draw another one from the inside. When he drew a good one this time, he immediately smiled, and I said explicitly, "If a person needs to be content, it doesn't matter whether he is good or bad ." He nodded. Head smiled.

At noon, the sun was shining brightly. When our family was eating, my daughter was pulling my dad again, making his face turn blue and then white. I immediately said, "Change seats." Later, my daughter rubbed me, and I smiled and said, "You are rubbing fun. She deliberately pulled on my face to hurt me, and I said in a meaningful way, "Daughter, if you play with your mother, I have nothing to say. In the future, my brother will play tricks on you, or if others play tricks on you. Learn from me and be happy and not fight back." The daughter stopped immediately when she heard it.

On the way back, a van rushed out and didn't seem to see us. My husband said, "It's dangerous." I reassured him and said, "It's fine if you're okay, other people's rashness is up to you. Take more precautions to avoid accidents.” My husband continued to gallop towards the next intersection, my hand was like a bird, flying very smoothly, but when the locomotive stopped, my hand became very heavy, and the wind’s help had to rely on myself to move forward. Motivation to act, in order to achieve the goal effortlessly .

We rode to the Martyrs' Shrine and looked at the sea in the distance. Everything seemed very small, as if it was in a static state. Only the flow in front of us was very fast. Suddenly, a small boat sailed. When it slipped by, it left a white tail. He was quickly healed by the sea, as if he told me that the scars that others have created in your heart, you have to slowly smooth out your emotions, and there will be no traces or hatreds .

When we saw the statue of Guanyin in the mountains, why did we feel that his body was particularly white? I think there must be devout believers who polish and clean him every day, or else the color will deteriorate after staying in the wilderness for a long time, and it is like admonishing myself , the original heart remains unchanged, and the more polished it becomes, the more translucent it becomes .

After returning home, my son happily ran over to me and said, "Mom, I have fish scales on my feet." I saw the marks he had pressed out and smiled and said, "Son, when you are stressed and frustrated, you have to be resilient. The indentation will disappear.” He smiled and slipped away again, I couldn’t help thinking in my heart, the pressure will make you feel like wearing Lin armor, the red light flashes, and only you can overcome it .

My daughter drew a picture for Mother's Day. There was only one red flower among the purple flowers. I suddenly remembered that the teacher always said that the main point of the painting should be drawn. I think it is only myself who has a smile and a finishing touch .

2022-5-7