As a result, the communication after the year is often "Where did the holiday go?" If you go, you can continue the topic. Staying at home will make you feel embarrassed and become a topic terminator.
So instead of asking, I asked, "Did you have a good holiday?" "Happy, I have been eating and sleeping at home, so comfortable!" That's what all my friends say.
That's it, happiness is enough!
Although everything is familiar at present, I am too busy to pay attention to them, such as the West Lake in front of my house. After dinner, I can go for a walk and walk around for 20 minutes! In the nearby grocery store, every time I buy food, the clerk will ask me, "why didn't my wife come?" If you buy too much, you can't hold it! " The owner of the small grocery store is chasing the new edition of "The Dragon Slayer" again. He doesn't talk much every time he checks out, but I trust him very much and don't have to ask the price of the goods. Familiar people, familiar environment, being in it, everything is so kind.
Mother lives alone in a house in a small town. I always invite her to my house. At least more people will be lively! However, my mother seldom comes. She said she would go to the square dance every morning and evening, and sometimes she would get together with her old sisters. She came to my house, no one knew her, and she couldn't adapt!
Living habits day after day are easy to change. Habit becomes nature, and nature is good.
Of course, there are things that have never been seen in the distance. Just enjoy them. Only when you have seen the world will you be humiliated, but if you can't walk far, you can happily enjoy the dullness in front of you, and even if you follow the fashion, you will get the true meaning of life!
There is no need to envy others. Calm down, there will be beauty in your eyes. My daughter asks me to cook millet porridge for her every day, and I never get tired of it. Plain days are millet porridge, which moistens my stomach and heart, is steady and practical, and perceives everything that years have given us in the faint smell of porridge.