Dear friends, come to my house for breakfast

"Did you sleep well last night?" This is the most daily greeting in our family in the morning. Every morning, when breakfast is ready, my husband and I are better than discussing the meal first. We are more concerned about the sleep situation of the two of us living under the same roof yesterday, because we are both people who need sleep very much, especially if my husband has a meal the next day. Important things, sometimes sleepless nights, this makes me very worried. If you don't sleep well, let alone have no appetite for breakfast, even your spirit will be greatly affected all day long.

Recalling the interaction of friends who came to stay overnight at home a few days ago, I still feel something. That day, when I brought the last finished breakfast to the table, I happened to see my friend come out of the room after grooming, so I asked very naturally, "Did you sleep well yesterday?" She nodded restrained and calmly. She nodded and said, "Well, that's fine." Her expression was relaxed and natural, so I was relieved. Compared with the family members who get along with each other every day, it is always more difficult to understand the living habits of friends. I don’t know what time she wakes up on holidays, and I don’t know the breakfast combination she loves now. If I had to think back to the student days I met her, I would probably You can only find out the peanut thick sliced toast she ordered most often from memory!

Nowadays, friends are all out of social work, and they gather less and leave more. Although their feelings are to the extent that they can fully open their hearts as soon as they meet, when it comes to truly understanding each other, it seems that they never dare to boast such a sea. I am very grateful to be able to share that night and that morning with my cherished friend. Even though it was short, it seemed to condense the essence of our separated days. We chatted about the thrilling ride she had on a business trip to Canada, and the list of dreams I had pasted on the side of the refrigerator, chatting, chatting, sometimes laughing, sometimes enjoying the silence between conversations.

The breakfast prepared for a friend was part of the daily routine at our table, and part of it was my guess about her preferences. I arbitrarily imagined that when I went out for afternoon tea with her, she ordered Omelettes and German Sausage brunch is her preference (in fact, maybe not at all), because I don't understand, so I explore, because I want her to see the daily life of our family more, so I choose not to deliberately extravagant meals, I am still me , she was still her, and we both boldly experienced life together with one meal and one night. "Isn't that what it's like to live together?" I asked myself and smiled contentedly, and so did she, but I don't know if it was for the same reason, but anyway, it felt so good.

" Everyone is not happy, and there is no unhappiness. There is just a lot of love. Although peaches are no longer edible, we have obtained happiness in the shape of peaches. " I was particularly impressed by this sentence. I was comforted because it was too close to the original appearance of life, and moved because it expressed too much cherishing and open-mindedness towards life. I feel like this is how people get along with each other. When my friends and I meet, even if we exchange greetings and greetings, we can’t say all the joys and sorrows we have experienced for so many days. , but in the end we want each other to be happy.

"Hey! Thank you! I slept well last night," my friend suddenly and sincerely said to me after the visit. The feeling of surprise was like seeing a fireworks that I didn't expect to bloom. I didn't have time to clap my hands. It was almost difficult to capture. I almost forgot what trivial things were at hand at the time, but I remembered her gentle eyes, and I said, "After that, you can come and stay if you need it! Breakfast is included." We looked at each other. I laughed, and a melody of friendship sounded in my heart. What exactly is life? It covers too much scope, so when I want to describe it well, I find that I can't describe it in a single word. However, if I can have one meal and one night like that friend's visit, I can feel each other very calmly. Said so much about "living" in any way.