The store clerks are also a lot stranger, maybe there are new people there. But one thing did attract my attention, that is, when I first entered the store, I saw a cat lying on the typewriter. To be

The store clerks are also a lot stranger, maybe there are new people there. But one thing did attract my attention, that is, when I first entered the store, I saw a cat lying on the typewriter. To be precise, it was a very cute white cat, lying lazily. There, it was neither noisy nor fussy, just like a snoozing child. When I stepped into the bookstore, I really heard the cat's meow, "meow", twice, which could be regarded as greeting me and announcing its existence - it turned out that she was not asleep yet. The decoration inside the bookstore is slightly more primitive than before. The dark red painted doors and windows made me feel like I had entered a Zen room. There was still music playing in the store, it was guzheng music, it felt very familiar, like the famous music of mountains and flowing water, it was like a dream played by the simple strings, and my mood became much calmer. Among all the shopping in life, I feel that only buying books is a kind of spiritual relaxation and enjoyment. Here you don’t have to worry about being ripped off, and you don’t need to use your brain to deal with the store. You can come here easily and go back satisfied.

Although the decoration of the bookstore has changed, the way of placing them has not changed, and the books sold have not changed, so I can still find the familiar atmosphere, like a friend reunited after a long absence. A familiar voice arrived. When choosing books in a bookstore, I feel like time is like a slow-flowing stream, sliding past my eyes. I no longer have the courage to catch up, so I just calmly read the book. At this time, a ray of warm sunlight outside the window shone into the room, and that ray of light made the slightly dim corner of the bookstore bright and lively. A potted loofah in the corner is trying hard to grow towards the window. Although it is very weak and its leaves are withered and yellow, it has not stopped pursuing the light of life. Perhaps, this is what attracts and inspires us about all the creatures in this world - it should be a sign of the tenacity of life. Therefore, we should cherish and respect every living thing around us. They all have the right to strive to show the value of life. We should live with them peacefully and harmoniously.

When I picked out a few favorite books, it was already sunny when I left the store. In addition, I also want to mention the cat. When I paid, I was afraid that it would disturb her sweet dream. She gently jumped from the cover of the typewriter to the cash register. This may be a protest, or it may be a kind of tenderness. In short, she left such a pleasant impression on me. Next time I come back, maybe she will be another reason for me to linger. Walking on the way back, I realized that today is a sunny June day, accompanied by wind and books. I feel like a kite in the spring breeze of March, flying calmly and freely...

Those warm days-

My son is three years old. Whenever I take him back to his hometown, he will dance excitedly and cheer when he sees some sheep, rabbit, or cow. When I left, I would even imitate adults when I was brave enough to feed them with a handful of fresh green grass. I would watch them crazily as they ate their bellies with relish, and then they would have fun and play in the courtyard at dusk. The farmhouse is filled with a spiritual rural symphony, which is free, leisurely, simple, warm and cheerful.

When he returned to the county town, his son insisted on picking up a rabbit. It was fat, round, and had pure white hair without any impurities. It was clean and fluffy. The big snowball, set off with a pair of long pointed ears and a pair of rolling red eyes, is really cute.

Just in time for the school holiday, I gave the little rabbit a home in a corner of the playground.

What a warm and happy summer vacation it was! My son and his friends in the yard were immersed in the busyness and joy of watching rabbits, feeding rabbits, and talking to rabbits all day long, with smiling faces like peach blossoms blooming in March.

Occasionally when I go out for business, my son will get into the car with the rabbit in his arms, whispering and caring all the way. If we don’t come back for a few days, the little friends in the yard will stand at the gate and stare at us. When they see us from a distance, they rush over impatiently. Pairs of pink little hands are vying to take the little rabbit in my son’s arms. You He touched and hugged the little rabbit, combed and combed the little rabbit's hair, and chatted with the little rabbit for a few words. The empty and deserted playground suddenly became alive and energetic.

Once upon a time, we were fettered and entangled by the trivial matters of the world. These warm and beautiful years were squeezed to the edge of memory, and the pure and beautiful part of human nature was submerged in the deepest part of the heart by the rolling red dust.

One day while walking with my husband, I accidentally discovered a litter of dogs in the wild. The mother dog and its nine children were huddled in a pile of weeds. It looked like a stray dog. It had just given birth. The nine puppies were less than the size of a mouse. Their bodies were almost transparent and they had not had time to grow fur. , pink and tender, with a pair of eyes tightly closed, squirming slightly and squeezed into the mother dog's arms, looking so weak and helpless.

With a click, the string deep in my heart was gently plucked. The couple looked at each other, and then worked together to build a warm and comfortable nest for the dog's family under a bright red rose. They bought ham and milk and gave the dog's mother a delicious meal.

In the following days, we would visit and feed the dogs every day. We felt very comforted as we watched them grow and gain weight day by day, and their coat color gradually became soft and shiny.

June Tian, ??baby face, changes at will. The sun was shining just a moment ago, and suddenly it started pouring rain.

"Dog?!" The couple jumped up from the sofa almost at the same time.

The scenery is still the same, the den is still there, but the dog and his family are gone.

Where will it go? They must have been taken in by nearby residents.

These days, not only us, many people are caring about the dog family. You can often see leftover meat bones, ham, beef jerky, unfinished milk and juice beside the den. , there are also puffed foods such as bananas, peaches, and even shrimp crackers. They should be fed to children, right?

Thinking of this, we were relieved.

Thank you for this summer and the Gouer family for allowing us to relive those warm and beautiful memories again.

The world is a kaleidoscope, and life is a big stage. Sometimes, we may not be able to withstand the temptation of the world, we will get lost, we will sink, and the most beautiful ray of light in human nature will be temporarily submerged. In the rolling world, but that is just an illusion, and it is temporary. The purest, truest and most beautiful compassion, kindness, love and care in human nature are innate and penetrate deep into the bone marrow. No matter how many years have passed, whether a toddler or a toddler. Gray hair, this beautiful brilliance in human nature will shine forever! (Editor: Tingting)