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Author Charlotte Li; Yuxi Edited
Actually, I want to tell you more about the green willows by the lake, the little cat in the warm room, and the pigments on me. But I can't express it clearly. Let me open the pages of a book and dream for you.
- On recent nights, I like to have the curtains half-open, letting in a ray of light. Not too bright, like a submarine in the deep sea, and I won't fall asleep. I lie down, like a quiet tarot card lying in the present. To the right is the past, flipping to the left is the future, and time pushes me along a river that cannot be rowed against. We passively drift with the current, with no other choice; realists think about racing the water, while romantics transform the process into a drifting journey, building a temporary nest with dreams.
- The keyword I wrote down at the beginning of the year was "Zi Zai," hoping that no matter where my steps fall, they can be light. No matter how uncomfortable the shoes are or how rugged the road is, it's okay even if I stumble. I hope my body can pay more attention to the road under my feet: the tactile paving is always in the middle of the road, and the Martin boots that rub my feet feel like stepping on a pressure plate; even though wildflowers are not for eating, noticing them makes the mood better, so don't crush them; it's okay to walk the wrong way, take advantage of the sunlight on the road, and chase the sun. When looking up, the cold air suddenly enters the nostrils, but the vines on the eaves still seem to be experiencing spring. The signboard of the Qianlixiang Wonton shop hasn't been turned off, and the white snow has washed the entire city clean. So, let's have a steaming bowl of staple food to bid farewell to the cold and welcome a good year.
其实我想告诉你更多的，关于湖边的青柳，温房里的小猫，和我身上的颜料。但我说不清，还是翻开书页，做个梦给你吧。
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最近的夜晚我喜欢半开着窗帘透一缕光进来，不那么亮的，像深海里的潜水艇，也不会睡去。我平躺下来，像一张安静的塔罗牌躺在现在，向右侧是过去，向左翻是未来，而时间用手推着我，在一条无法逆水行舟的河流里。我们被动地顺水推舟，别无选择；现实主义者想着和水流赛跑，浪漫家们把过程幻化为一场漂流，用梦筑起暂时的巢。
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在年初写下的关键词是“自在”，希望不管脚步落在哪里都能轻快，不管鞋有多硌脚，路有多崎岖，即使绊了一跤也没关系。希望身体可以多多关心脚下的路况：盲道总是在路的中间，磨脚的马丁靴像在踩指压板；野花虽然不可以吃，但注意到了心情也会很好，别碾碎它了；走反了也没关系，趁着阳光洒在路面上，我们可以去追太阳。目光向上的时候，冷空气一下就钻入鼻腔了，可是屋檐上的藤蔓好像还在过春天，千里香馄饨的灯牌还没暗下来，白雪已经洗净了整座城，那么就来一碗热腾腾的主食告别寒冷，过个好年。