When I woke up this morning, I suddenly found that the sky was blue. It has been oppressive for several days, and the gray haze has disappeared without a trace. The sunny day is like an old friend who has not been seen for a long time, which makes people feel refreshed! Fortunately, the cloudless weather dissipates in time, and fortunately, my already heavy thoughts get the grace of the sun in time before falling into hell. Otherwise, I really don't know where tomorrow will be?

Perhaps people who have lived in the plateau for a long time do not feel how precious such a blue sky is, and those who have lived by the sea for a long time can directly ignore the blue ocean with thousands of miles of blue fields. But for inland cities that have long been plagued by smog, such as Zhengzhou. When I woke up, I suddenly found that the sky was pure and spotless, blue and like the deep sea. What a lucky and happy thing it must have been.

People are often like this, only when they have been in adversity for a long time and occasionally have a little smoothness, they can feel happy; only when they have been criticized for a long time and occasionally praised can they feel like rain and dew; only when they have been ignored for a long time and occasionally have been loved by one person, they feel that this love should be cherished; only when they have walked the muddy road for a long time and encountered a smooth road can they feel comfortable and full of hope. So, you have to understand that it doesn't matter if it's bad times, good times, sunny days, or smog. At any time, we must not give up the hidden hope in our hearts, and we must not slack off in the slightest about everything and everything. As the saying goes, there is always someone waiting for you on the road ahead. And when you have it, you have to learn to cherish and maintain it, and don't let yourself fall back into the haze or the miasma, and re-fall into the next round of expectations.

Take Zhengzhou as an example, a long, long time ago, it was once a well-known green city at home and abroad, surrounded by thousands of trees, poetic and picturesque. But because it has never been lost, it doesn't know how to cherish it. When the blue sky and blue clouds gradually drifted away step by step, and the suffocating haze besieged our lives, Zhengzhou realized how precious and intoxicating the once blue clouds and blue sky were to relax their minds.

It also reminds me of our lives, our loves, and our marriages when we are in a deep haze. Life should be good, love and marriage should be sweet. But when many people enjoy the happiness brought by love and marriage, because they have turned a blind eye, they have turned a blind eye, and they have consciously or unconsciously become aesthetically fatigued. As a result, it is simply impossible to resist the invasion and corrosion of the haze, unable to refuse the call of toxic elements mixed in the haze, or simply unwilling to resist and refuse. So, he was captured by the haze and knocked down by poison gas. In the end, at the expense of his love and his marriage, he let his life fall into a haze.

Needless to say, things in the celebrity circle are happening around us in an endless stream. So much so that I often sigh that there is often such an amazing synchronicity between life and nature. When nature deteriorates, smog often hits our living environment, and our lives are often plagued by smog. Human beings and nature are of the same mind! It seems that to be kind to nature is to be kind to ourselves!

I remember a very good confidant, whose love and marriage are also quite legendary, but even after seven years of itching, it was finally stifled by the haze of life. So much so that the heroine had some shocking quotations in the future, which surprised me greatly. She often said to others: "How many men a woman can mix proves how capable she is!" "I'd rather cry in a BMW than laugh on a bicycle." "It can be seen that the smog in our lives is still lethal enough. With such values, it is natural that his marriage is killed by smog. But when I think of her love legend, I can't help but sigh.

She and his lover met on a mountain, in the midst of an autumn drizzle, where they met unexpectedly. Thus, a legendary love began. For years to come, they went on dates in the mountains. The mountain is full of locust trees and pines and cypresses, the acacia flowers are fragrant in spring, and the pine waves are bursting in autumn. Almost everywhere on the mountain has left their figures, leaving a testimony of their love. There is a hundred-year-old soaphorn tree on the mountain, with deep roots and lush leaves, covering the sky and the sun. Together, they named it the Bodhi Tree. There is a ashlar under the tree, and they often leave letters and notes for each other under the stone to convey their love and longing for each other. Sometimes, when a person goes up the mountain, if he doesn't see the paper, there will be a melodious flute sound coming from the depths of the locust forest, which is their secret language. The other person will follow the sound of the flute to find his lover.

What is even more amazing is that one afternoon, as they were sitting in the warm autumn sun, suddenly a green bird landed on her shoulder, and she reached out to catch it, but the bird did not fly away. They had to take it home and take turns raising it. Because this bird resembles the legendary blue bird, they have always called it the blue bird. Unfortunately, a few months later, the bluebird died inexplicably. Perhaps this is some kind of sign! Together they buried the blue bird under the great soaphorn tree. After that, they experienced some swords and swords together, and passed by the Grim Reaper several times. In the most serious case, in a fight with a group of gangsters, a knife pierced her thigh against an artery, while the man was even more serious, the knife pierced the lobe of the lung, and she was in a coma all day.

If someone told me about it, I would think it was a legend. But I know it's really happening to me. Later, they entered the palace of marriage as a matter of course and had their lovely son. However, fragile lives did not escape the pervasive smog. She is poisoned by the "haze", and naturally changes are occurring. Finally the red apricot came out of the wall, and a touching love legend finally had to end in tragedy.

There are always so many similarities in the world. It is rare that the haze that has not been dispersed in Zhengzhou for a few days reminds me of the invisible and more lethal haze that also envelops our lives, and reminds me of this love legend that I can't let go of for a long time. In fact, there are many touching and sad love stories, because I have been depressed by the haze for a long time, so I am too lazy to sort them out. It's just that today, Zhengzhou, where the smog has cleared, is too sunny and shining, which has reminded me of some of my thoughts.

This reminds me of some time ago, because I was in a very bad mood when I went out on a trip, and when I was waiting for the train at the station, I happened to meet a woman who was very Republican. In the atmosphere of the hurried and embarrassed travelers around her, she seems to be particularly gentle and quiet, and the fragrance of books is striking. It was like a fresh breeze that suddenly brightened up the entire waiting hall. My mood that had been depressed and depressed suddenly widened. Even though we never knew each other, we didn't even say a word. But I silently thought in my heart: Fortunately, I met you when I was embarrassed!

Yes, whether it is life or life itself, we will encounter some sudden siege and attack of smog. As long as we always maintain a belief in going up and going far. I think we will always find that ray of sunshine in our hearts, just like today's Zhengzhou, the sunshine is so brilliant. I'm going to say, hello! Fortunately, I met you when I was embarrassed