Summer: the days are quiet, raise your eyes are gentle

Time is leisurely, not slowed down by the scorching sun, nor sprinted by the torrential rain and wind. It is gradually advancing at its own unique pace. In ushering in the sunrise, send off the sunset quietly crossed.

In the blink of an eye, July has passed two-thirds.

July, the previous period of time every day scorching sun, high temperature does not stop. People hide in the air-conditioned house, do not dare to take a picture with the sun, only in the evening have to go out of the house, to the square, to the park, to the riverside path, walking, dancing, singing songs.

In the past few days, the sky has been more understanding, a big or small rain, a rush or slow wind, directly to the high temperature down. Although yellow warnings were issued daily, the overall benefit of the wind and rain was to put down the bushels and walk out into the countryside to enjoy the scenery.

Nature's greenery loves this weather. The corn seedlings in the fields are growing, the tall trees are straight, rooted in the heart, full of life. Under the shade of the trees, old people gathered in groups and chatted aimlessly. Next to the open space, the children kick sandbags, play jumping room, touch yo-yo, watch ants on the tree, see snails crawling, listen to cicadas singing.

Thick branches and dense leaves bring shade. It is only when the scent of a meal wafts in from the distance that people return home.

Like this kind of day, there is no time pressure, there is no work that must be done, there is no trouble. The first thing that you need to do is to put your mind at ease and let go of the nature, and then you can feel the beauty of life, the leisure of the day, the preciousness of life.

Days are quiet, full of beauty. Roadside flowers met unexpectedly: from pale yellow gradient pink cotton, white as snow sesame flowers, a deep purple trumpet flowers, golden golden cockle chrysanthemum, pink purple violet flowers and playing bowl of flowers ...... they appeared in front of the eyes in turn, beckoning me, as if shouting, "Come and see me, come and see me, come on! Come and see me!"

So I called their names one by one, smiled at each flower, and shook hands with each blade of grass.

The one that surprised me and gave me a sense of closeness was the Indian hemp (qing). When I saw it, I hurriedly approached to take a photo and could not help but laugh and whisper, "Long time no see!"

The Indian hemp is closely related to people's lives. I remember when I was a child, often see it, people planted a piece of Indian hemp in the field. Women used its rounded leaves to wrap the curved egg (for making steamed bread, similar to the current yeast powder). The biggest use of Indian hemp is its skin, which has long and strong fibers that can be rolled into rope and used to bind things. In recent years, the emergence of plastic rope to replace its role, rarely seen its figure.

Today, in the green belt to see a few Indian hemp, doubly intimate, as if back to the carefree times of childhood, saw the hometown of the Indian hemp pole in the water bubble, fishing out of the skin to go to the pole, the skin dry, split, sitting in the shade, two people together with a series of skilful action of rubbing rope.

At that time, summer is very long, the day is very slow, the smoke curls up from the kitchen of each family. One sentence: "Dinner is ready!" The person who rubbed the hemp rope went home to bring the bowl, the group gathered in the shade of the tree, bared to eat cold noodles. After eating the cold noodles, the rice bowl was casually placed, and there was no hurry to go home and brush the bowl when it was dry. A cool mat, lie down with you, snore, sound sleep, enjoy the summer cool.

Natural beauties, many happy events.

This month is the sixth month of the lunar calendar, the second, in-laws niece engaged in the matchmaking, the sixth to be good, the nineteenth of this month to get married, a series of moves in this month to complete. The niece of the sixth grade with me to school, always feel that her age is still small. Carefully calculated, she graduated from college this year, has joined the workforce. Now it's time to get married.

Daily happiness is not happy is their own choice, rely on their own heart management. A woman's life, from the door to the school door, and then into the door of the in-laws, a few into a few out of the girl into a woman, married and had a child, life is good, the future can be expected.

With a normal heart forward, trying to live their own lives, not to be ashamed of the Shaohua, no shame in the heart, then the days of the clean, lifting the eyes are all tender.

This is the first time I've ever seen a woman with a heart of gold.