Memories are scenery that can't be edited, love is always young.

the rain curtain is like isolating the two worlds, there is a group outside the window and a group inside the window.

leaning on the building to listen to the wind and rain, looking lightly at the jianghu road, I only saw her tears all over her cheeks. I don't know if she hated others or herself. This is a letter written by Nie Feng in the second dream when I was a child. The last two sentences come from Li Bai's "grievances". In short, there are mixed feelings of grievances in the boudoir. When I was a child, I always felt that the rain was sad and beautiful, and the rain curtain was like isolating the two worlds. Outside the window, there was a group of people who fell into a wasteland and had nowhere to turn. Inside the window was a group of people who could not escape.

of course, this is an affectionate remark when literary youth is rampant at that time. In fact, over time, I like the rain more and more. I don't have to rush to catch up with college classes, and I don't have to feel guilty about denying my friend's invitation. Rainy days can always give me a good reason to hide and have sex, and always create a private space for me to dream.

Jianguo Xiangzhi is a wonderful person. as one of the most award-winning female writers in Japan, "alone at Home on a Rain Day" is her most freewheeling work. She is very realistic. She records the food that brings happiness, the time of drinking and talking with friends, the mood of wandering in the bookstore late at night, the joy of bathing, the journey that can't be done, and the sad past. What do you think when you are cut off by the rain? at the moment of growing up, many things are moving forward non-stop, not much can be remembered, and few are impressed. Rain brings humidity, but highlights the warmth of the house, rain brings darkness, but against the inner light, rain restricts some freedom but makes the footsteps never stop in memory. Rainy days are a gift from God. It will help you review the beautiful parts of your life, and a few words are also a unique comfort.

interestingly, Jianguo Xiangzhi named the topics of the first two chapters respectively: adults who cry and children who don't cry, adults are sadder in spring and autumn, while children are in high spirits. Maybe that's what growing up is all about. Why do adults cry? she recalls the old days, her father, mother, her childhood, pets at home, acquaintances, and occasional surprises. She always lost them all the way, saying that she was crying but not crying. Instead, she was smiling and remembering.

the child who does not cry first thinks of the love in Paris, dying without a disease, alone, crying, lonely and sad, but it seems to be raining that day, inside and outside the house are wet, even people are like this. So did she cry at that time? she didn't say, and I don't know. Maybe that's the price of growing up. We become stronger, more knowledgeable, and more unstoppable, but we can no longer indulge our emotions and deceive others. Also deceiving themselves will no longer feel tired, will no longer feel bitter.

speaking of rain, Jianguo Xiangzhi's family has a dog of the same name, which is mentioned at the beginning and end of the book. She liked the dog very much and even spoiled it, describing it as gentle and kind, but also extremely cute. I guess she must feel lonely now, and she also expressed it in the article, and then recalled her father's teachings. There is no objection to raising a dog, but when the puppy dies before you, don't cry.

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my father's subtext is probably to teach her to be brave. I can quite understand this kind of fatherly love. When my mother and I talked about keeping pets at home, we mentioned that pets can only accompany you for a short distance after all. The more thought you put in, the sadder you will be in the future, so it's better not to think about it. I always thought this was right, so I always stayed away from my pets, but when Jiangguo Xiangzhi said that she didn't cry when her puppy died nine years ago, she still became the lonely and hysterical woman in her father's mouth. No matter whether there is a company or not, I will still be lonely, learning the strong Jiangguo incense weaving from an early age has lost the most real part, but this is not the case with everyone's growth.

what is the meaning of life? everyone will have their answers. When Jiangguo Xiangzhi opens the memories one by one, I understand that life is made up of countless pasts, and no one can get rid of these, no matter what is beautiful or sad. It's just that time is bitter medicine, and everything that you once thought could not be put down or lost has been eliminated, and all that is left is a tacit smile when you think of it together. Or give yourself the courage to go on alone. Although there is no same way before, there is still a way back. The coffee shop is still there, and the dog named Yu will come back.