I once told my mother shamelessly that in the future I must be a strong woman, live a capable and calm life, not be afraid of reality and be able to live as a team alone.

Thinking about it now, fortunately I didn’t swear too hard at the time. What I like most is being able to look up at the starry sky and the cabins surrounded by flowers. What I like most is the breeze in the morning and the sunset in the evening rather than the non-stop pace of city life.

In fact, there are too many things and people that I can say I like. I still like and envy the life of a capable strong woman, but what I can always hide in my heart must be eternal. I can’t bear to talk about it all the time. And they always reveal it and even look forward to it early.

I have beautiful thoughts about too many things. Pursuing these thoughts may be the meaning of this life, but the eternal thoughts are the most rare.

After watching the documentary "Fruit of Life", I dreamed that I also had a small wooden house where two old people lived, with flowers and old fruit trees planted. I could often make myself a fruit cake and insert it myself. A beautiful bouquet of flowers, being able to keep writing letters to a few old friends... It couldn't be any better, a life like honey.

Get up in the morning, open the small attic window of the cabin, and let the sunshine and cool breeze enter the day together. There were still eggs and green onions in the refrigerator that could be eaten that day, so I rode my bicycle to a nearby supermarket and bought fresh ramen. I think I would prefer to stir the eggs and green onions together and then pour them into the pot (this is what my brother told me) to watch them crackle and fry, cook myself some noodles, and pour myself a cup of fresh Orange juice, listening to the morning radio and humming an off-key song.

I spent the morning in the garden. There were many vegetables and flowers planted in spring. I needed to pull out the rooted weeds and dig loose and moist soil, one seed at a time. Fortunately, the narcissus planted in December bloomed exceptionally well. Although I was a little reluctant to part with them, I picked them into a bunch and placed them in front of my desk. As long as I looked up, I saw the breath of spring.

The picture comes from florist Wang Zitian

Lunch can give myself a day's reward. By then I will be able to make a table of delicious chicken, duck and fish. I like spicy and sour fish with perilla. , sweet and sour pork ribs, kung pao chicken...or maybe a pot of corn ribs soup. After a meal, you can eat grapefruit grown by yourself and drink a cup of honey grapefruit tea. It just so happened that everyone was having lunch, so I could take advantage of my free time to play the guitar by myself. Maybe my fingers were still a little clumsy, but the music would pop out of the speakers smoothly.

There may be a heavy rain in the afternoon, and the pollen on the peach, pear, and plum trees around the cabin is spread tenderly on the ground, while the flowers of the tea tree and magnolia are falling in large petals. I think I will pick up the camera and post the photos in my notebook or send them to friends far away.

After putting away the tableware, I got into bed and took a nap. I like to take a nap on rainy days, it’s comfortable and warm.

For dinner, go have dinner with friends. I think I'll be tempted to eat BBQ skewers and a double portion of ice cream, but that won't happen often. Finally, when I got home, I sat on the sofa watching TV alone, laughing alone, and then went back to my room to sleep like a sleepwalker.

I was able to ignore other people’s opinions and go to the rooftop to look at the stars for several hours in the midsummer when there were mosquito bites. I will take the travel map I drew for myself when I was young and go to Yaowang Valley in Sichuan to see the magnolia flowers, to Chengdu to attend the folk music festival, to Yunnan to see the sea of ??flowers, to Wuzhen to see the south of the Yangtze River...

Going around Come around, I'll still go back to my cabin.

After all, weekends and winter and summer vacations fly by very quickly. I have to pick up a pen to correct the children’s homework and prepare courseware and lesson plans for the new week.

Looking forward to the flowers blooming

I am particularly looking forward to the future life. Even if there are no stars, let alone a beautiful cabin, as long as I can plant flowers and stay quietly. It's enough somewhere.

Before these thoughts come, I can only watch Wang Zitian’s Weibo and live broadcast every day, watch him grow flowers, and listen to his thoughts on growing flowers. Through his lens, I got to know more and more flowers, and I began to understand the hard work of growing flowers. I look forward to planting orange trees, peach trees, plum trees, cherry blossom trees on my two or three acres of land in the future... and planting daffodils, blue snowflakes, platycodon, knotweed, tulips, lilies... and planting a bunch of lovely succulents.

Before Nian Nian came, I could only play Little Star. I still can’t hit the beat of the guitar accurately, and I still can’t open my left hand when climbing the grid. I look forward to the day when I am twenty, that I can sing all the songs of Spring Flowers, Flower Porridge, and Chen Hongyu, to myself and to the sweet-sounding guitar.

Before the thoughts come, I think I still need to change my temper, let go of anxiety and uneasiness, let go of worry and sensitivity, and become a quiet person.

I look forward to flowers blooming, looking forward to the stars and the cabin, looking forward to my own perfection in the future... Before the thoughts come, I often dream that the sky above the cabin is full of twinkling stars.