There is a gray Sparrow at the door

It was a sunny afternoon in spring, and the large courtyard was extremely quiet. Maybe it’s because adults go to work and children go to school, but because of physical reasons, I still sleep comfortably in bed. When I opened a pair of sleepy eyes from this rare quiet time, I was shocked immediately! Because through the open door, I saw a sparrow which was gray and not flowing in autumn, jumping and foraging freely under the tall oak tree silently. I came to the spirit immediately, or it seemed that I was injected with a stimulant by the nurse. I simply sat up from the bed, concentrating on the actions of this long-lost uninvited guest. I tried my best not to make any noise. I was afraid that the gray sparrow staying at the door of the room would be disturbed and fly away with its wings flapping out in panic. In that way, some rare surprise or intoxicating experience in this afternoon of warm spring may be discounted because of the sudden departure of gray sparrows. Don’t underestimate this single gray sparrow. It seems timid and extremely brave. Because of the courage and courage of the common people in the birds, they appeared at our doorstep unnoticed. I mean, in this small Jiangnan city filled with reinforced concrete, it seems that I haven’t seen sparrows for some years. Is it two or three years? God knows! Especially watching the jumping, foraging and expression of a sparrow at such a close distance is a unique thing. Now, with great enthusiasm, interest and patience, I carefully watch every tiny movement of this Sparrow who looks like a VIP at the door of the room. I want to say that I haven’t seen my friend for a long time. I want to say I’m really sorry, but I finally said nothing. At this moment, the sunshine outside the window was very good. That tall oak tree cast a shade, while that lovely Lonely Sparrow jumped or foraged in this comfortable shade. Say? The sparrow that came into my eyes looked so lonely, haggard and thin. It seemed to be more gray than the country sparrow in my memory. I think this may be the cause of environmental pollution. Almost all sparrows in the city are gray-headed and gray-faced, and even face the possibility of no trace. Thinking like this, I felt more sympathetic to this poor Sparrow. I suddenly realized that when I woke up from my sleep till now, I haven’t heard its crisp sound yet! Are the sparrows in the city no longer able to sing? Although sparrows are far less than larks among birds and are not excellent singers, how can a happy Sparrow not sing? It is so lonely and lonely. Maybe this gray sparrow jumping or foraging alone didn’t know there was someone in the room peeping at it attentively. If it knew, it might fly away as fast as running for its life. Besides, this man had hurt so many of his companions when he was young? I AM said that in the ancient and plain countryside, I had climbed up the wall for many times to touch birds and eggs, and even buried iron clips on the ground to kill the restless sparrows. But the sparrows in the countryside are ALWAYS GENEROUS. It seems that they do not bear grudges and still live under the eaves of the peasant family or have children. They are originally permanent residents in the village. Now, I am staring at this gray sparrow lying at the door of the house. My mood is very complicated, and at the same time, because of its trust, I am filled with infinite gratitude. Because anyway, this lonely Sparrow reminds me of the long and happy country life, let me live in the city for a long time feel the wonderful and luxurious experience given to my soul by the visit of birds. The gray sparrow seemed to be full, and it finally stopped its tiny steps, he shrank his head as if he was sleeping soundly under the shade of the tree. What a lovely and pitiful gray sparrow this is. I don’t want to ask his companions, just like the huge Sparrow cluster falling from the sky like raindrops in the countryside in my memory has long been lost, I just want to say thank you, my friend, for letting me have peace and feeling close to some kind of divinity in this lazy afternoon in spring. The messy footsteps finally rang out in the courtyard, and all the tranquility and calmness were broken. The sleepy sparrow flew away with a scream. The first time I heard its cry, it turned out to be hurried, panic and uneasy. Facing the direction that it flew in a hurry, I felt moved, guilty and melancholy for a long time. I think I will scatter some rice at the door of the room tomorrow. I hope this lovely gray sparrow will visit again. I can stay for a while at my door, in my heart which is drying up day by day, it can sprinkle a string of transparent happy songs like rain. 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Learning to let go

She is a good friend I have known for many years, and she has been together for many years. Maybe because of the similarity of personality, she always feels like appreciate each other. There are many things, there is no need to hide. As for her feelings, although they hid very well in the eyes of outsiders, these close friends around her were still in their eyes. In fact, there are only a few love stories. The perfect one is that you love him and he also loves you. When you love each other, you never owe anyone. However, the imperfect ones have various situations. Just like the description of happiness, the happiness in the world is the same, but unfortunately they are different. The same is true for the imperfection of love. There are only two reasons. The one you love does not love you, while the one you love is not the one you love. I still don’t understand why there are always so many mistakes, but I have to admit that it seems to be a hidden rule in the emotional world. She said that she was a stubborn girl. She didn’t think that a grudge girl was actually good in dealing with people and affairs. She was also popular, even if she was not a very familiar friend, the gentle character was also nodded by everyone. However, in the emotion we know, she really saw the stubbornness described by herself. Even the boy in those years had already basked in new happiness, she still couldn’t change those habits. A secret QQ number, without any information, is just used to add him as a friend and watch his mood, photos and logs every day. Happy with his happiness, and worried with his sorrow. Totally without the original personality and indifference, without the calm spirit of doing things. Others all feel helpless. What is worth thinking about? Since others have not set you within the scope of their eyes any more, there is nothing to be stubborn. But she said, stubbornness is a kind of disease. She clearly knew it was time to see a doctor and take medicine, but she was obsessed with the state of not being sober enough. It really makes people helpless, but they don’t have the heart to reprimand, but that kind of love pain is obviously breeding. Walking behind her, looking at the grudge girl in the past, she seemed to be silent a lot recently, and suddenly remembered the words of Zhang Xiaoxian: let down dignity, personality and stubbornness, it’s just because I can’t let that person go. It turns out that putting down is not a thing that can be completely decided by reason. In the emotional world, emotional factors are always controlling the rational elements. Maybe you know you shouldn’t do this, but you can’t put it down. That stubbornness, most of the time, is just, I can’t change the corner in my heart. Maybe one day, without so many regretful eyes and dissuading words, at a corner, you can suddenly realize at a certain moment. It turns out that it is just a turn. Putting down is never an easy thing. What’s more, it is to put down a period of inner thoughts and the beauty of the past. Because we can’t let that person go, we can only put down dignity, personality and stubbornness. All of them can be put down, but the only one can’t be put down. In one chat, she said that if one day she suddenly realized, she would run to a wide deserted seaside and shouted to herself: Hey, the naive self, goodbye. In a word, I laughed at several friends who felt sorry for her, and it seemed that I saw that happy girl again. Maybe, there is only such a turning point. After turning, everything will be suddenly changed. Perhaps, everyone needs to experience such a period of ignorance but helplessness. We attribute it to growth. Putting down learning is just like learning and growing up. It is not an overnight thing. What is needed is the wisdom accumulated by time. 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