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After I got sick, I often stayed at home in a daze, bored looking out the window, windy, rainy, thundering, lightning, and the sun was shining. Recently, there have been a lot of reports about Feng Xiaogang, a famous director who is famous all over the world, it is said that he gave up giving up childbirth because he was seriously ill. Feng Xiaogang responded on his blog: "It's not that I don't know what to do, it's all because everything goes well, and this small retribution is far better than a serious illness and a small life." It's balance. Thinking about it, I often reminisce about the past, and turn over countless evil things such as stealing a neighbor's egg when I was a child, to prove that my illness is "retribution".

I also went to stand outside the balcony and saw the trees below full of life, birds singing and fragrant flowers, which was very envious and jealous. However, I didn't bother to pay attention to the flowers and plants at hand, and they were dilapidated. Some people say that it makes sense that a person's state of mind can be seen from the flowers and plants he raises.

My favorite thing to watch is one or two birds dancing on the trees, flying from tree to tree, from branch to branch, from flower to flower, calmly and cheerfully. I just wanted to be like them, to be able to frolic carefree among the flowers, really, I wanted to be that bird - I know, it was a dream.

In fact, as I said earlier, I am a tired bird flying around on the branches, so why would I want to be a bird? For no other reason, I just feel that I am actually a bird.

Sanmao once said that if there is an afterlife, you must be a tree, / and stand for eternity. There is no posture of joy and sorrow, / Half in the dust, / Half in the wind; / Half in the shade, / Half in the sun. / Very silent, very proud. / Never lean, never seek. / If there is an afterlife, it will turn into a gust of wind, / and it will become eternal in a moment. / No sentimental feelings, no amorous eyes. / Half in the rain, / Half in the spring travel; / Lonely, go on a long journey alone. / Take away all the faint thoughts, / Never miss, never love; / If there is an afterlife, be a bird, / Fly through eternity, without the distress of being lost. / There is a fiery hope in the east, / A warm nest bed in the south, / To the west to drive away the remnant sun, to the north to awaken the fragrance...... Remember, she also wanted to be a bird. A free bird.

But what a luxury. Sick and deprived of my freedom, I imagined myself as a flower, a tree, or a piece of grass. Even, being an ant can be carefree - at least I think. There is no sorrow, joy or anger, yes, it is so long. Of course, I'd rather be a bird, dancing among the flowers.

The self that I hate, I don't know when there is no weight in my heart. It is said that the American "Happiness" asks readers: If you were asked to choose again, what would you do? Unexpectedly, there were all kinds of answers, a soldier chose to go to the countryside to open a grocery store; A female minister chose to run a small hotel on the waterfront; One mayor's desire is to become a photojournalist; A labor minister wants to be the manager of a beverage company. Several businessmen gave the most bizarre answers, one wanted to be a woman, and the other wanted to be a dog. What's more, they want to retreat to the mountains and turn into plants. In the meantime, there are also answers from ordinary people, who want to be presidents, diplomats, and bakers. However, few people want to be who they are now. Then, life is better than death, and I hope to be a bird, which is not too much.

By the way, after my father died, the Taoist priest said that he had become a bird, so I also wrote an article "Which Bird is Father" to commemorate him. If I were a bird, I would be able to see my father.

At the beginning of 2015, I joined a QQ group, and the common situation allowed everyone to talk freely. Some people say that they want a photographer who travels the world! Some people also say that she still likes life, and she also wants to be a full-time wife, to take care of her parents, husband and baby wholeheartedly, and to be a good daughter, a good wife, a good daughter-in-law, and a good mother. Some people say that she actually wants to be a pet cat! Some people say that what he has always wanted to be a tree, a tree on a cliff, a tree that people can see but can't cut down! It's certainly not my ideal, I just want to be a bird. Why can't you cut down a tree when it becomes a tree? If there's a big bird that wants to eat me as a small bird, if there's a shotgun aimed at me, if they're all happy, I think it's worth it.

On a small island in the Pacific Ocean, the indigenous people there live an unusually simple life, but they are comfortable and happy. On such a remote island, happiness comes easily if people think that it is the happiest just because they live a simple life. If I were a little bird, I would fly to that island and enjoy happiness - I haven't felt that way for a long time.

Tan Weiwei said when singing a song: In the past, people began to harvest in April / Lying on top of the high grain pile / Laughing / I walked through the golden wheat field / Went to sing to the scarecrow / Waiting for the wind to blow through the mountains / You passed by a town called "I" / The snow on the roof turned into rain and fell...... The elf flying in the sky is me, I want to be a bird.

I just want to be a bird.