My days in the insurance company (26)

The weather is beautiful, and there are some sporadic raindrops in the morning. Just as we were leaving, the sun came out of the clouds and smiled gently. This kind of weather has a fresh smell of rain in Mao Mao.

These salespeople in our department can't stand the inner agitation. When they watch others enjoy flowers in the circle of friends, they go to see flowers and take pictures every day. Sometimes I think to myself that people are already forty or fifty years old. Why do people like taking pictures so much?

Look, everyone is very happy, and some of them have brought some bright skirts. Our little manager is sitting in an office chair with a smile on his lips, as if to say that no matter how he takes pictures, he is a big sister, but he can't show the innocence of a little girl. Hua Peng, why don't you go with us? Han Jie is wearing a beautiful cheongsam and smiling. "I really don't want to go because I have something to do," he politely declined. In fact, his heart is like a mirror. When he went, he just paid to be a photographer for everyone.

On the outskirts of the garage, the grass on the roadside is dotted with pink morning glory and white wild vegetable flowers. The air is filled with sweet taste, which makes me feel like I am back to my childhood, especially these wild flowers on the roadside, which are exactly the same as the scene in front of and behind our house when I was a child! I breathe the smell of childhood in the air, not to mention taking pictures, but the wild flowers swaying by the roadside make me feel very glad that you came. People say that they always recall and sigh the past, but this person is actually old.

Today's colorful mountain villa is not a holiday, but a busy holiday. Dozens of acres of hillside are full of flowers, especially yellow wild chrysanthemums. Many women who love beauty are hiding in the flowers, just taking pictures crazily, and I don't know if they have time to look at them when they take so many photos at home. Not far away, 10, several elder sisters in red skirts danced and shook their already thickened waists, more intoxicated. Is it beautiful? Anyway, I don't think it looks good! But it is really not as good as their self-appreciation and narcissism!

Since when do little girls like to wear low-key clothes, while women who are getting older in their forties and fifties are wearing bright red and green, and they are blooming everywhere. I wonder what our descendants will say about us now in a hundred years.