Talk to you when you meet a warm shop.

Get up at 6: 30, it's already bright outside, and go out at 7: 00 after washing.

Yes, I'm going out to explore. I live my life alone.

Last night, there was thunder and lightning. After a heavy rain, the morning after the rain was exceptionally clear and bright, and the leaves were green and beautiful. Walking on the road, the sky is gray and there is no dazzling sunshine. The breeze blows slowly, bringing coolness. It's really rare to meet such weather in hot summer.

Wearing jeans and a mask, listening to the light music "Keep Walking" that I like recently, I walked on the road step by step. There were few pedestrians on the road, so they hurried to the front. Uncle Cleaner, who cleans fallen leaves, sits quietly and has a rest. He looked into the distance, his eyes erratic.

After walking for a while, I couldn't help taking off my mask, taking a deep breath and feeling the natural air. There was a refreshing feeling at that moment, and the whole person seemed to be liberated.

In the hot summer, the feeling of wearing a mask is beyond words. In Wuhan, we seem to be used to the existence of masks, but we still can't adapt. We long for freedom and want to wear no mask, but no one knows how long and far that day will be.

Walking, I came to the familiar mini street, I came to my favorite shop, so I put on a mask.

Sometimes getting up early is not for anything important, just to go to a favorite store to have a breakfast that makes you feel happy, and then a good day begins.

Walking into the store, the words on the wall came into view-opening a warm store and welcoming guests with similar eyes. These words were deeply remembered when I first set foot in this store, perhaps because they contained a special kind of warmth, which made me inexplicably kind, or maybe my friends said that I was too literary and liked places with special artistic conception.

Business in this small shop has been very good. Although it only opened last year, it has won the favor of many people. Every time I come, there are always guests in the shop. The proprietress is very busy, but in an orderly way.

The proprietress still asked in a familiar and friendly voice, "What do you want to eat?" I replied: "steamed bread, a cup of soybean milk."

This small shop is a couple's shop. Neither the boss nor the proprietress is old, but they should be in their thirties at most. The proprietress is entertaining at the front desk, the boss is busy at the back, and the tacit partner is also a picture. The proprietress is thin and her voice is very gentle. Seeing her always reminds me of Mingyu in Yan Xi Palace, and I feel that they look alike.

The first floor is for business and the second floor is for residence. This is an excellent model, which saves running on the road and reduces the time cost. I think of pigeons in camellia stationery. A person who runs a camellia stationery is also in the same mode. It's good to make a living and live.

If I can stay with the person I like, open a warm shop, operate on the first floor, live on the second floor, and wait for guests with similar eyes, I think it is also a happy thing. Imagination is always beautiful. People always have to recognize the reality and return to it. In reality, we still have to work hard and strive to improve ourselves.

When I was a child, I fantasized about all kinds of things, wanted to be a scientist, fly and travel through time and space; Growing up means recognizing imagination and reality, knowing when to do something, what to do, and why not. Think of a sentence that Roman Roland said: "There is only one true heroism in the world, and that is that you still love life after you know the truth."

The same is true when you grow up. You still love life after you recognize imagination and reality. Even in the dust, there should be light in your heart.

In the morning, peace of mind is a good start to the day.