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Sunny life in winter.

After sitting at the table for a long time, I stretched and opened the curtains to look for my white dove, but my eyes were squinted by the sudden brightness, and a large piece of warmth was sprinkled on my face, and I raised the corners of my mouth slightly, enjoying the sunshine.

Most of the time in winter, there are always dark clouds, occasionally surprised to see the corner of the sun, but quickly hidden, hidden behind the dark clouds, I can only see the dark clouds laughing wolf heart dog lungs, so the whole person has become moldy, and even smelled a little decadent breath, and now I see the sun's enthusiastic smiling face again, I naturally unscrupulous to enjoy.

I like the sun on a winter afternoon, a large area of warmth but not dazzling, like a soft veil, wrapping the whole body, stretching wantonly, the winter sun gently touches every skin of my body, like a mother's hand, white and slender, the air is filled with the sweet smell of sunshine. I often think that on such a winter afternoon, I hold a magazine in my hand, on the ancient rattan chair in the small courtyard, swaying and shaking, like a tired kitten, lazily spending a beautiful afternoon, the smile slowly soaked into my cheeks, condensed into a crystal clear flower of happiness; Or on the swing on the lawn dotted with a few small white flowers, singing and laughter mingle, and the sun sprinkles every inch of the land, and a faint thing that we call happiness also begins to grow in the land, reaping the fragrance of the garden.

I am very happy in the winter afternoon, although those are all imagination, but sometimes, just like now, the imagination in my mind, the record of the flow of water at the tip of the pen, the winter sun is warmly sprinkled on my body, I am happy I don't know why, maybe, happiness can also be about the whole world, a person can also be very happy and happy, these happiness is only related to me, others do not understand, then let them confuse, I, in their own time and space, happy with their own little happiness, happy with their own little happiness.

When I get out of school, I often see a crowd of people sitting on small benches, doing the work in hand, chatting a few words from time to time, occasionally bursting into bursts of laughter, and suddenly I feel warm in my heart, and I feel that nature is really kind, and in the cold winter, it adds some sunshine to our hearts. I said to the people around me: "I like the sun, my screen name is Zhiyang, the sun expels the dense sorrow on my face, I don't know when to climb up, I am destined to absorb the sun, for you to radiate light."

They smile, and I smile.

The world is laughing, and the winter sun warms the heart.

I love the sunny life in this winter.

Walking along the bustling streets, watching the lonely leaves on the trees, feeling the cold wind blowing on your cheeks, bursts of tingling. Looking up at the sun in that place, it seemed to be surrounded by thousands of halos, and there was a kind of sacrosanct majesty that shocked me.

Sorrow is freed, gathering and scattering impermanence. I have only been in the world for a few years, looking at the full moon, depending on the various states of life, and the warmth of the heart, but what can I say about it?

My classmates who always get along with me day and night will say that sometimes they can't see through me, and they can't help but be a little curious, am I so mysterious? I smiled suddenly, if I can't see through, I can't see through it, and when do I want them to read me? Like the helpless wind blowing outside the window, the piercing long whistle, the gorgeous outside the world, and the hustle and bustle of people, it has nothing to do with me.

I've always wondered why there is a sentence of "since ancient times, there is a thin life", is it true that if you are born as a woman, you must have a thin life? Similarly, what "a man has ** under his knees", just because he is a man, does he have ** under his knees? What kind of rule is this, there is such a big contrast, that the person who says this can say it with peace of mind?

It's not that I deliberately contradict this word that has been circulating for an unknown number of years, it's just that my heart is unhappy because of it. What is the so-called equality between men and women, which is just a slogan shouted all over the world, has it really changed?

As early as ancient times, why men could have three wives and four concubines, leaving incense everywhere, and women even had the right to leave the house to ask their husbands for instructions, and the husbands were immediately in heaven, at home from the father, married from the husband, and the husband died from the son, according to this thought, what the status of women would be at that time, it is self-evident.

Now that hazy sky is gone, and the early winter sky is glowing, isn't it? But it is not gorgeous enough, it should have the beautiful colors of ten thousand rays of light.

Looking at it again, she seemed even more flattering.