It is said that life is a long road, just walking like this, stopping casually and looking back, suddenly finding another year. One year of Chenguang, it was not short to say it was short, but there was not much noise left, and he fled away. When he was aware of it, he would never see its trace. When I was young, I always complained that one year was too long. After reading for several years, I still used the word “long”; But my father always said that time was not enough, my mother always talked about why life was so fast. At that time, I was a little confused, was it fast? After the new year, how long will it take to hang around until the end of the Sun in May and the Mid-Autumn in August? There is no need to say that the new year will come again. The length of a year, even every day, seems to be completely different in my parents’ eyes. When will the length of the day be completely equal? I didn’t expect so much when I was young, let alone such a mood. When people are over thirty, especially after forty, the previous experience of father and mother increases unconsciously. Most of the time, they will sigh unconsciously. The time is so fast that it will be one year in a flash; however, in one year, there were many things to be done before they could be done, and many things to be done were not done. What’s more, people had a lot of helplessness that could not be exported. Facing the reality, does not seem to be good way, can only so looking at 1.1 point in time from fingers passage, this time, father mother’s previous life experience, in inside invented many, the essence of life, I seem to understand a lot. The mottled light and shadow can be said to be the smearing of time. One year after another, there are various overlaps, thick and dim. The black and white interweaving of each year is the annual rings of time. What can be seen or cannot be seen through are the traces left by time and the fragments of time that cannot be obliterated in everyone’s life, plain or rich, not that important. In my understanding, the annual rings of life should not be defined in the New Year every year. Although it goes round and round, the longer it lasts, the more fresh it is, but in terms of the essence of life, it should be the date of birth. Around this node, life will have many unexpected meanings and results year by year, naturally, there is an extraordinary meaning. It is not only the common saying that seeds sprout and trees bloom, but also the whole life process, from the beginning of life to returning to nature. In terms of men and women in the world, this node is everyone’s birthday. Every time when it comes to the birthday, there will be an extra annual ring. Even if we can’t see clearly like trees, in our bodies, there is no trace left by time, and even the magnificent inner thinking. I don’t know everyone’s interpretation of birthday, but I believe everyone must have their own real thoughts, and it will never be the same from childhood to adulthood. Especially as we grow older, we have a better understanding of the life around us and a clearer understanding of the life itself. Every year’s birthday will have a lot of emotions, every year there will be different feelings. Even ordinary people will have such life experience. When I was a child, I liked celebrating my birthday, because no matter how hard it was to be poor, my mother would boil two eggs, dyed red, and put them into her little hands happily. I am so happy that my eyes can show light. Put two eggs in the purse, not willing to eat, but a little unable to resist the temptation, from time to time take out a few eyes. On birthday, this red egg evokes a lot of smell. It grows bigger and bigger. On the birthday, my mother no longer cooks red eggs, but often cooks two poached eggs and a bowl of noodles. If conditions permit, she will add a few pieces of meat, such a bowl of noodles in soup, it is really attractive. That’s all my mother could do. She integrated all her deep care into a bowl of noodle soup. The birthday of children is undoubtedly the hope of parents. When you grow up to one year old, it seems that you can see the future in front of you more clearly. When I lived in the village, my mother remembered her birthday every year. No matter how busy she was or how poor she was, there would be no less Fragrant poached egg noodles. Sometimes, my mother would also kill a domestic chicken and stew a pot of sweet and delicious chicken soup for the whole family to enjoy. Of course, my mother is clear about who is the master. Such details have been depicted in time and deep in memory, which can no longer be obliterated. In retrospect, it is just like what happened yesterday. This is the description of time, which is shallow and deep. The more you look at it, the more touching you will feel. The more you taste it, the more stories you will have. Since I left home, I had never eaten the poached egg noodles cooked by my mother on my birthday. No matter how much I thought about it, there was no way. Moreover, sometimes I almost forgot my birthday. Mother would always remember the birthday of her children, even if it was the third and sixth brothers, but we were not in front of her. No matter how thoughtful she was, she could not fulfill this small wish. It is said that when it comes to mother’s birthday, mothers will always ignore this point. As children, it seems that they can’t remember this point. Often, when I can wake up suddenly, my mother is either old or separated from Yin and Yang. Just like now, it is impossible to have a bowl of birthday noodles cooked by mother’s poached eggs. When I was young, I was looking forward to celebrating my birthday because my mother always made some delicious food, which could satisfy my appetite. When I grow up, my mood is naturally not so eager. When people reach middle age, after 40 years, they are actually a little afraid of celebrating their birthday. Afraid of what? Time is in a hurry, it will be a year old for one birthday. But who can stop the footsteps of time. Don’t want to grow old, don’t want to have gray hair, how is it possible! The road of life, one journey after another, how can you resist the loss of full profit. However, one’s heart should be kept clear and pure, and cannot be easily polluted by the mundane trifles. It is also wonderful and passionate to do these. In the morning, my mother-in-law specially made a bowl of fried egg noodles for me. Eating and eating, as if time has turned back, every notch in time is as clear as before.

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