warm cabin

In the winter afternoon, a ray of warm sun shines into a warm cabin, adding warmth to the cabin. At this time, there is a cup of black tea on the table, and the warm brown tea in the glass seems to be the essence of the long river of time, at this time, what is more comfortable than reading a collection of essays?

When I was a child, what I looked forward to most before going to bed was lying in my mother's arms, listening to her reading the fairy tale with a soft voice at that time. The warm white light illuminated by the children's lamp was very different from the dark outside, which also made this picture forever imprinted in my mind, and also made me realize the beauty of life for the first time, so that I knew that as long as I worked hard, the more lucky I was.

When I began to read by myself, my favorite thing was to curl up in a corner of the sofa after class with a book, immersed in my own little world, until the stars couldn't help but look down and drink with me in the white pages. And then I began to understand Lin Daiyu's loneliness and loneliness, the helpless Camellia, Jane. The courage of love also deeply moved me, their strong let me admire, although their appearance is too weak but in fact are not worse than those tall and powerful men.

As I grew older, my habits changed again. I like to hold a cup of green or black tea in the afternoon sun, listen to cicadas outside the window in summer, and observe the white world in winter. But in addition to these, some things have also quietly changed, I know why Miss Sun in "Besieged City" to do everything possible to marry a man who does not love him, he does not love himself, just like Su Wenzhe said, marriage is like a castle, the people in the castle want to go out, the people outside the castle want to come in, and life is not the same? Everyone is trying to live upward, just to reach their own heart of "Rome."

Reading is the ladder of human progress, this saying is very old but not false. The wonderful life comes from books, books let us grow up, let us know a lot, but also let us harvest a lot of happiness.

The cold wind and the cold current came one after another, and the deep chill made the leaves of the trees fall off, like an old man over the year. Looking at the dead leaves hanging from the zero hanging star, there was a bit more desolate in the air.

Winter is coming!

Chrysanthemum is open in the cold wind, and plum, orchid, bamboo and called "four gentlemen". How many writers praise chrysanthemums with poems to show their love for chrysanthemums. Since ancient times, people believe that chrysanthemum is beautiful in late autumn, proud of the frost in full bloom, with the noble quality of not afraid of rape, proud and unyielding, and many places have the custom of appreciating chrysanthemum on the Double Ninth day. The medical value of chrysanthemum is also very high, ancient books recorded that chrysanthemum "seedlings can be vegetables, flowers can be medicine, capsules can be pillows, and stuffed can be drunk."

Chrysanthemum is a scenery every autumn, the chrysanthemum spread out in the Zhuge army base, a door, all kinds of chrysanthemums together, showing the "group of flowers blooming" attitude, superimposed., separate, upward, downward, each has its own gorgeous, each has its own style. Inside the chrysanthemum is more colorful, some like pompoms, some like hair, and although like unknown wild flowers, also gorgeous. According to the classification of flower types, there are flat valve, spoon valve, tube valve, laurel valve, malformed valve.

I like the big petals most, there is a kind of "ice heart in hug", they look rich, round, large pieces of petals surrounded by stamens, the stamens wrapped tightly. "Ziyun lying" tube flowers less, the whole flower is spherical. Fine filamentary chrysanthemum is also good, a thread of petals rolled up, uneven, dancing, like a small sun, let the heart surge a warm stream. One kind of chrysanthemum is like a pine needle, with a thin tube as long as a pine needle, stretching straight out like a water lily, with a tongue-shaped tube that changes from red to yellow from the root to the tip. People form a flow of people in the flowers, miss the flow of people, seize the minute and second to take a photo with their beloved chrysanthemum, I do not know whether it is beautiful or beautiful flowers. "Would rather die on the branches holding incense, have ever blown down the flowers" many people sincerely praised.

The sun is setting, the sun's oblique glow shines on the flowers, so that the chrysanthemum stands in the cold wind of the figure spread a layer of winter warmth.