Chapter 60 time to say thank you

In the research room, I was at my desk catching up on a manuscript, in order to save a "Tang-style" wooden building on Taoyuan Mountain.It's funny to think about it yourself, how come at this age, dragging your children and raising your daughters to live, worrying about daily necessities, but still getting hot when encountering things? I was rushing to draft, but I saw some small black spots moving on the glass mat from the corner of my eye. I thought, could it be ants?Hey, there is more than one. I stopped writing and stared at it. It was strange, and it disappeared again. When I wrote the manuscript, it came again.I simply put down my pen and wanted to know what was going on with this elusive ant.

I finally made me wait for the black spot, and after seeing it clearly, I couldn't help laughing. They are not ants, it's so far away, they are birds—not the entity of the bird, but the reflection of the bird on the glass. So I stood up and went to the window to look at the sky. There were eight or nine pure black birds flying around in the sky. Because they flew so high, there was only a small spot left, but they still had forked tails. , is it a crow?Or little swift? Over the past few days, because I didn't know whether the house could be saved, I couldn't help feeling sad and sad, but at this moment, I was so grateful for this beautiful karma that I wanted to worship, and my mood suddenly became brighter.Think about how many people in the world can be as happy as me. In the research room in May, the fragrance of flowers enters the window all of a sudden, and the breeze blows through the door. From time to time, I have to get up to "see off guests". The so-called "guests" are some stupid dragons Zing, I always accidentally strayed into the land of others, rampaging between my collection of Yuan Zaju and Ming and Qing essays, and I always carefully sent them back out the window.

Today, however, it is the shadow of a bird high in the sky that crashes in. Being able to write on the glass mat reflecting the shadow of the bird is a joy that Li Bai, Du Fu and Su Dongpo can't even imagine! Maybe it's not the birds that are beautiful, maybe it's not even the beautiful May, what's beautiful is the fate of the high-altitude bird shadows falling on the glass mat.Because there are always birds, there are always in May, and there are often glass mats, but it is rare for a bird's wings to pass over the glass mat and clear the sky in May, which cannot be designed even creatively.Therefore, if I can be reborn as a person of this time and this place, and worry about this matter, this trouble is also a great opportunity.King Wen and Duke Zhou have no right to worry about Taoyuan Shrine. My friends and I have the right to worry about it. Therefore, even this worry can be regarded as a beautiful fate.For this morning's adventure without effort, for this joy without asking, (though it is only a black spot on a glass mat that comes and goes), for the realization that I can smile at myself, I I sincerely want to say thank you to Dahua.