Anonymous User
October 26, 2023
I was lucky enough to book a house with sister Chen Zi. In between the busy schedule and trivial matters, I escaped from the city and had a dream about autumn under the reflection of the morning glow of the lotus pond. The island in Chongming is very quiet, especially the small courtyard of Sister Chen Zi's house, which makes people unable to help but feel lazy. Every morning or evening, I would have a pot of tea in the tea room, lean against the floor-to-ceiling window of the living room, and watch the cats and dogs lying at my feet. In my ears, I could only hear the sound of the wind stirring the leaves, and the occasional trembling of the egrets crossing the pond water.
Sister Chen Zi’s family is a very serious person, and every corner of the room is dotted with her ingenious thoughts; she is also full of stories about nature, such as swimming crabs and frosted green vegetables, and the red moon in winter. , is the intoxicating plum wine, Cassiopeia and the North Star.
In Haiyueshe, life is no longer about documents and data and Tencent meetings, but about the rising tide and the setting of the sun and the moon. The days in the fields are full of expectations. The sunset glow on a typhoon day will have to wait until next year, and the out-of-season fruits will have to wait until next autumn. This kind of waiting is unbearable, but it is reassuring, because the rice will always be there. Mature, Venus will always be conjunct, and the naughty kitten in the field will always come home.
The water rushes but not the moon. We will meet again tomorrow.
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