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Lin Qingxuan's four articles:

Distribute the most precious mother.

A friend.

Life is like tea.

Drinking tea is a state of mind, feeling that the body and mind are purified, filtering out impetuousness, and precipitating deep thought. Tea is a mood, a kind of silence that wants to talk; a kind of sorrow that wants to laugh and laugh; A kind of "a thousand red cups, ten thousand Yan with the kiln" after the excitement of loneliness.

Tea is a collection of spring memories, and when you drink tea in any season, you can feel the lazy sunshine of spring. Sitting in a person's room, pouring a cup of tea, and watching the roll of tea leaves often give birth to a lot of feelings: tea has to be boiled before it has a strong fragrance, and life can only be calm after tempering.

No matter who you are, if you can't stand the warmth and coldness of the world, the ups and downs, I'm afraid you won't be able to taste the fragrance of life. When you look at that tea, when you first rush into the water, you are tumbling back and forth in the water, isn't it like us who are new to the world? Hit walls everywhere and bruises all over his body.

If so, I love to drink tea. Although I still don't dare to call it "taste" and only call it "drink", but I have also gone from only drinking the bitterness of tea to "smelling" the fragrance of tea, and now it has reached the point where it is impossible to go without tea for a day.

The days without tea really feel bland and tasteless.

For me, I like to make a cup of tea on a lonely rainy night, sit alone in front of the window, watch the fallen leaves drift, listen to the rain knock on the window lattice, in the thick tea mist, in the faint fragrance of tea, taste the clear and shallow bitterness, and think about the thick and light ...... of the heart

Gently shake the teacup in your hand, look at the pale green tea or needles or slices, up and down, clustered, ups and downs, changing different positions, trying to find a best balance point for yourself. I was anxious and often couldn't wait for the tea to brew, so I blew the mouth of the cup lightly, driving the rippling tea vortex, watching the tea leaves gather and scatter, helplessly separated. Take a sip of tea, and let the shallow bitterness ripple between the tongue, filling the teeth and throat.

After that, take a deep breath, the lingering fragrance fills your lips, spreading in your lungs, washing away all the tiredness and indifference. People seem to be drunk, hazy, and unwilling to wake up for a long time.

It is night, the tea fragrance is full of room, the tea in the cup changes from light to thick, ups and downs, gathers and scatters, and slowly realizes in the bitter and fragrant fragrance: life is also like tea.

"Moonlight on the Lotus Pond" is really good.

"A Night Conversation with My Father".

Lin Qingxuan: My father and I felt close to each other when I was in my second year of high school.

Once, I went to live with my father in our forest farm, and I slept with him and talked with candles and nights. Father: Yes.

When I talked about how he was full of ideals in his youth and went to the mountains alone to open up the 470 jia mountain land, he said: "Under this bed where we slept, many snakes crawled in and hibernate in the winter, and got up in the middle of the night.

You have to stand on your feet so that you don't step on the snake. ”

My father told me, "The most important thing for young people is hard work and courage. ”

That night, I talked to my father for a long, long time before he fell asleep.

When I woke up, I was very touched because I had never talked to my father alone for more than an hour, let alone slept together, since I was a child.

In my parents' generation, because they did not receive much education, plus Chinese traditions and Japanese education.

They become serious and not good at expressing feelings, which often makes us have a generation gap and cannot understand and get close to each other.

After thirty or forty years of hard work, this generation of parents is closer to their children, but because things are busier, they have less time.

It's been more than 20 years since I was in high school, and I often miss the night talk with my father, but unfortunately my father has passed away, and I will never have that happiness again.

We should always cherish the time we spend with our parents and children, because good times are fleeting!

Fake Beggar" In Lin Qingxuan Market, I often see a beggar, he is sitting in a wheelchair, covered with a dirty towel from the waist down, his upper body is crooked, and he is slumped on the chair softly, with a sad and blank expression.

His sad and dazed expression was the most painful, and so many people gave to him.

Today at noon, I walked through the market and saw a familiar person standing by a watermelon stall eating a bento box and a watermelon seller.

People talk and laugh. I was shocked: how could this person look so familiar, could it be my friend?

I wasn't sure, so I walked back and stood under the eaves to look at him and search for memories.

Yikes! It turned out to be the beggar in a wheelchair!

He could walk standing up, he could eat bento, he could talk and laugh loudly, he was.

Fake! I saw his dilapidated wheelchair and towel discarded next to the watermelon stand, proving what I saw.

The surprise was so great that it made me feel restless all afternoon, as if I had been deceived by a good friend.

It was not until the evening that my heart calmed down, for I thought of how hard it was for a good young man to be crooked all day long, pretending to be paralyzed, and how expressive his sad and dazed expression was better than ordinary.

Actor. He's not a beggar, he's a street performer, he performs paralyzed, sad and dazed, I was moved by it, naturally.

Reward, what is there to be sorry about!