That quiet day

In this era of rapid development and rapid development, people spend their days in noisy, busy days, and rarely have their own quiet life.

The sun opened the curtain of the night, and the world that had been washed by the rain was accompanied by a roaring bird, and it rose. The raindrops smudged on the rice paper and opened a spring blossom. Ah, the new day is starting again!

The tea on the table exudes heat and sits at the table. It opens a collection of essays, smells a touch of ink, savors, and appreciates the author's joy, anger, sadness, joy, and experience in the words or between lines. Thick or light sorrow. Shallow a cup of tea, breathe the fresh air after the rain, stretched out, and feel very comfortable.

Ever since I read Zhou Dun’s "Love Lotus", I found that I like lotus flowers, like "Tian Tian eight nine leaves, scattered green pool at the beginning. Tender green only flat water, round Yin has covered fish" spring lotus pond; like "He Ye Luo skirt one color cut, Furong open to the face of the two sides of the summer lotus pond; sigh "cold Biqiu new water, red and half broken lotus" autumn lotus pond.

The sun hangs in the air, showing its gorgeous colors. Quietly standing on the edge of the pond, the large lotus leaves are open, beautiful but not enchanting. There are still some dew on the lotus flower, and under the sunshine, there is a faint golden light. The green lotus leaf lining the lotus flower is more beautiful, revealing the warm heart and lungs of the fragrance straight into my nose.

In the evening, I looked up at the sky. The birds painted a few arcs with their wings. The clouds were dyed with the colors of roses, and the earth was covered with a golden coat.

In the evening, facing the night sky, watching the bright moonlight, enter the infinite imagination... Hey, the day has passed!

That quiet day, tea, book, floral, bird, evening glow, bright moon, plain and beautiful...

Second day: Liu Wei