A window of winter sun

In winter, the place where I am most satisfied with my own house is the floating window, which adds a lot of light and warmth to my retirement life.

On a sunny day, when the sun finally gets rid of the layers of tall buildings, I always hold a quilt at the bottom, put two pillows on my back, lie lazily on the floating window, hold one or two books in my hand, and put a cup of tea beside me. Enjoy the warm touch of the sun and feel the warmth and comfort of the winter sun. In the narrow unit divided into a tall cube like a pigeon house, looking out of the window, there are rows of buildings everywhere, the traffic flow on the road is endless, and the construction machinery on the edge of the community is noisy. I didn't pick wild flowers by the fence at all, and I accidentally saw the artistic conception of Nanshan. But this window Dongyang, through the hard cold metal glass, is still so warm, so soft, so understanding, so amiable, he hugged my whole body into his arms, making you hot and crisp.

Basking in the sunshine of this window, casually turning over the books in my hand, slowly sipping the tea in the cup, then closing my eyes, calmly, quietly enjoying this wonderful time. The sun opened a window of the heart, dispelling the haze at the bottom of the heart, the heart suddenly brightened, there is always a different kind of emotion in the heart, filled with. The sun filtered out the hustle and bustle outside the window, the noise of construction machinery seemed to fade away, and the world at the bottom of my heart gradually quieted down. in the past, the bits and pieces of ordinary life and warmth, often like gurgling mountain springs, trickling in the depths of life, exudes a simple fragrance. At this moment, forget the worldly fetters, forget the sun in the west, how to know the troubles of the world, no matter what heaven and earth is boundless, what rich food and clothing, what magnificent, all float away to the clouds, the mind is converted to peace, the soul is converted to emptiness, and after a while, like a baby, he unwittingly falls asleep, and even dreams are sweet.

Bai Juyi, a poet of the Tang Dynasty, once wrote a poem "negative Winter": the winter sun rises in the morning, according to the south corner of my house. Sit with your eyes closed for pleasantries and keep your skin healthy. At first, it seems to drink mellow mash, and it is like Su who stings. The external fusion is smooth, but there is no thought at all. Forget where it is, heart and emptiness. When I was a child, I often saw the old people in the countryside sitting or squatting under the wall, enjoying the simplest happiness and happiness given by the winter sun. I did not expect that a great poet like Bai Juyi, a bachelor in Hanlin, was also immersed in the winter sun and I forgot. In fact, the winter sun is a gift from God to everyone in the world. No matter where we are, no matter how busy we are, we should spare some time to enjoy the warmth of the winter sun, even if we sit and lie foolishly like the old people in the countryside. indulge in enjoying the endless pleasures of winter, but also live up to the gift of God and the beauty of winter.

Enjoying this window of Dongyang, I was intoxicated, I understood, and I was relieved. Although there are some material deficiencies, although there are regrets in life, there is this window of winter sun shade blessing me, let me satisfied. In life, only by cherishing the simplest happiness and happiness in the moment, and letting erratic thoughts gather in the sun to feel the grace given by nature, can we taste the sweetness of life; only by guarding the happiness in front of us, can we feel the ups and downs and colorful world with an indifferent and peaceful heart, and appreciate the beauty of life bit by bit in the ordinary days.

Author: Fu Yan