In my 2020, time is slowing down and speeding up, always impersonal, dragging us with a cold face to run into the depths of the years.

Pretending to be nonchalant, I tore off the last page of the calendar without leaving even a corner.

Many people’s 2020 is filled with two TV series.

Mine is too.

People are really weird sometimes. They always clamor to stay at home during the holidays, play games, watch TV, use their mobile phones, eat and sleep. But the opportunity really came, and I took a break for half a year at a time, and it was reasonable and legal, but I was clamoring to feel depressed and wanted to go out and have fun. Most people just want the freedom they can control. People never like a life imposed on them, even if it is what they once expected.

During the time when the virus was raging, I held a book every day, added firewood to the stove, boiled wine in an earthen pot, and occasionally practiced calligraphy. He also lingered on the three-foot stove, carefully preparing dishes one after another, sweeping the courtyard, tidying up the small garden and planting a few fruit trees. Although I didn't leave the house, I didn't feel depressed. Instead, I felt at ease. I was suddenly glad that I was from a rural area, because not only could I hang out in the living room, I also had a yard and a garden at the gate.

Some people say, don’t I just cook, sweep the floor and dig soil every day? It’s smoky, my face is covered with ashes, and I smell like oil smoke? What we should yearn for are the idle clouds and wild cranes in the mountains and forests, like the "Inscription on the Humble House", where the moss marks are green on the steps, the grass is green on the curtains, there are scholars talking and laughing, and there are no white people coming and going.

It’s just that the countryside is clumsy, and I am clumsy too. I only like the fireworks in this world, and don’t care about the form or location.

Maybe people with different mentality will see different things. I just read when I read, cook when I cook, focus on a corner, see my heart clearly, and do what I like. , I like this simplicity.

According to the plan during the Spring Festival, I finished reading seven books in the first half of the year: "The Qin Empire", "The Distant Savior", "Cultural Journey", "Disqualification in the World", "Life", "Six Chapters of a Floating Life" and "Human Plants" book and wrote nearly 100,000 words of articles. My state of mind has undergone indescribable changes compared to before.

I came to Zhengzhou at the end of July. Believing the old saying, "A craftsman will not die of hunger in a famine year", I found a job as a calligraphy teacher, hoping to make a living with my calligraphy skills.

Since I don’t have any specific plan to earn money in 2020, I only have a plan to study. So I don’t have any extravagant expectations about how much money I can earn in 2020. I just hope to become better and better in the new working environment.

After going to work, I learned so much that I felt like a dry sponge falling into the ocean of knowledge. Environmental creation, local promotion, auditions, order negotiations, classes, and activities, the entire process is clear. Although I have read a little less, I have only read four books: "Spring and Autumn", "Zuo Zhuan", "Wang Yangming" and "Fifteen Years of Wanli", but I have gained a lot in calligraphy, professional teaching model, systematic theoretical knowledge of calligraphy , professional course system, have brought my calligraphy attainments to a big level.

In the second half of the year, I participated in too many wine parties. Although I met many interesting people, I also wasted the prime time of almost every day and night, and this time is what I use to Time to read and write.

And too much time was wasted during the day chatting and thinking about what to eat.

The summary of 2020 is just one sentence

I learned a lot and wasted a lot of time. I could have done better, but I chose to have fun.

Plan for 2021

Regarding 2021, I currently do not have a detailed plan, because this plan requires careful consideration. I can perfunctory others, but I cannot perfunctory myself. This is a real year. Time, so I don’t want to be hasty.

But in 2021, in order to make myself more valuable, I will break my halberd and raise my sword, and kill a carbine in Zhengzhou. Although tens of thousands of people will leave, I will take root in the wind and sand even if the wind and sand are everywhere.

2020, or the past before, is just a hangover.

When you wake up in 2021, the sky is still sky and the earth is still earth.

But I hope that I can see the mountains not as mountains, but the light of the mountains that pleases the birds; the water is not water, but the shimmering water and the clear sky; the flowers are not flowers, but the flowers that can laugh and the willows sleep.