The taste of sleeping in the park
Walking alone in the park, when I think of the outbreak of the epidemic this year, the stock market has plummeted, I have experienced ups and downs, and I have lost my pants.
I was sleeping like a homeless person, listening to the rustling of leaves, but I didn't know that it was in this loneliness and melancholy that I had an unprecedented feeling. You can also bathe in the breeze.
Although the scenery seems desolate, under the cool atmosphere and the phytoncide sprinkled by the leaves, I seem to be cared for and tolerated by nature, and I wander in its embrace with an indescribable comfort. Precipitating and purifying my mind, forgetting the hustle and bustle of the hustle and bustle and the painful experience of the stock market failure, I never imagined that sleeping in the park is really a different taste.
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