One's idea of fine weather.

After reading a book, I believe you must have a lot to share, so you need to write a book review carefully. So how do we write a review? The following is my "One's Fine Weather" (4 selected articles), I hope it will help you.

A person's yearning for sunny weather 1 This is not a fascinating novel, it has no interlocking plots, all the stories are so ordinary, one build what did not build, and it is not as vigorous as the novel should be. "One's Fine Weather" describes a story about how a little girl in Friters gets along with her elderly relatives and pursues self-independence. The little girl's life is extremely dull. In just three seasons of boarding life, she seems to have absorbed nutrition from her strange old master and was desolate after being diluted by her own youth. She has a colorful heart.

The content reflects a social problem in Japan, that is, many young people are unwilling to devote themselves to full-time work and work everywhere. They don't want to grow up, don't want to take responsibility, can't be independent, and are afraid to go out and see the world, but they don't know where this fear comes from.

It is such a story that has no backbone but tastes, like the fresh water color painted with matcha pigment, with a hazy world and empty loneliness, but it makes people feel sweet. The old man always tells the little girl lightly that there is no external and internal difference in the world, and there is always only one world. ...

No matter how different our lifestyle is from that of a little girl, one thing is the same: we all grow up alone, facing dreams, commitments and love, whether we are 17 or 70 years old, whether the reality is gray or blank. There is only one world, and there are all kinds of people in the hodgepodge. You can't hide

Don't be afraid of loneliness when you are alone, and fully enjoy peace when you are alone.

Don't be afraid of difficulties when you are alone, and fully enjoy the happiness of being alone.

When you are alone, whether you are 17 or 70 years old, you should have fine weather every day.

Read a person's fine weather 2 spring and sing your own songs. So it's spring again. It is another colorful spring. I feel much more relaxed, and the color of the second semester is very strong and dazzling. Life is an incongruous picture, light and thick, clear and hazy, simple and complicated. From oil painting to sketch, from sketch to coloring, from regular to messy. This year, the earth-shaking changes suddenly deepened the color of the picture scroll.

Two years ago today, I was actively preparing for the college entrance examination, staying with you, reciting history, politics, solving math problems, speaking English grammar, taking crazy exams, and having fun occasionally. On rainy days, the whole city falls into gray; On a sunny day, it is bright blue. Life is pale blue.

You know, I never thought we would be so strong. When we waved goodbye, we all smiled so brightly that we didn't shed a tear. On the day of graduation party, we recalled the days we walked together and had a crazy time. Then, we divide things like this. It's just that we agreed on a graduation trip and left like this. We are excited to imagine the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, look forward to the magnificence of the Himalayas, and depict the misty and rainy water towns in the south of the Yangtze River. It suddenly occurred to me that many ideas had been collected by the rising sun before they were put into action, embedded in the west, and turned into memories, just memories ... This is the turning point of the gray picture.

The simplest belief seems so powerless in this place. I know for the first time that we always need to rely on ourselves. Faith is shattered and recast again and again, but the crumpled paper can never be smoothed.

During the winter vacation, we walked to Wujiang Bridge, and the colors we saw were indescribable. It is the prosperity and warmth of a small city. Sure enough, the color of home makes me feel very comfortable. Foggy and colorful, but there will be no unrest in my heart.

Now, I still value the feelings with everyone around me; Still holding back the good memories of the past; Still know your clear goals; Still know what kind of paranoia needs to be abandoned; You can still feel the warmth; Also know who is trustworthy and who can't be trusted anymore; I still like some people and things ... but I'm really starting to change, but it's not a perfect change.

I like going to the bookstore alone. One's Fine Weather is a book chewed up one morning. Very light words, like quiet sunny weather, only belong to the author. In the article, the protagonist lives with the old woman Yinyin, and the protagonist finally understands that this is a good weather for her alone.

Yeah, me too. A person's fine weather only belongs to the happiness of my little world and some remaining beliefs, and those, only belong to my good memories. Even if life changes its trajectory, it's not like some people are learning all kinds of technical knowledge, traveling happily with good friends elsewhere, sleeping head down in the middle of the night, leaving their luggage behind, taking the train leisurely, or preparing for the exam enthusiastically as we remember. But I have good weather myself. Only belongs to oneself, a person's good mood. Whether it is sunny or stormy outside the window, leave yourself an ability to produce happiness.

Various colors in the palette splashed on the scroll, and I don't know what color will be finished. I painted a pair of cherry blossoms, and randomly scattered dots with a brush were used as petals of the cherry blossoms. Various sizes and shapes hide unexpected surprises.

A person's spring, summer, autumn and winter, metamorphosis, no one knows what will become.

One's idea of fine weather. Everyone has a beautiful youth, dreaming of his future in the beautiful youth, while Zhishou and his mother live together, worried about becoming the burden of their mother, but don't want to lose love, struggle in the world of love and get rid of love. In fact, there is nothing wrong with being alone. A person is not afraid of loneliness and lives in his own way. It's just that we are still young and don't know how to live better. Zhi Shou, who didn't want to be a burden to her mother, chose to live alone, but before her mother went to China, she was not at ease and entrusted her to her 70-year-old aunt. Silver has been widowed for a long time, living alone in a slightly shabby house with a yard. The house is near the subway platform. Standing under the eaves, you can see people waiting for the bus on the platform. Zhishou met Fujita here and started a beautiful and pure love. Only love is always fickle, and Fujita later fell in love with another woman. Zhishou is a girl with delicate and rich feelings. She loves everyone around her in her own way. She likes to secretly pick up small things stolen by others. In this way, I recall all her past, because I like it, so I care, because I like it, so I keep it all in my memory and read it over and over again when I have nothing to do. If she likes it, she cares about Yin Zi and the phone call on New Year's Eve, and she doesn't trust to go back to see her in three days, but she doesn't want to say it, and everything is in her heart. Yin Zi should feel the sensitivity and delicacy of knowing longevity.

So the first time she followed something, she knew she was just pretending to sleep. In their daily life, Zhishou will tell Yin some confusing and trivial things, such as growth, troubles, such as the pain of lovelorn, and Yin will tell her in simple or even silent language ... I believe that no matter who you meet in China's Buddhist language, it is no accident that he should appear in your life. He is sure to teach you something. "know life and Yin Zi, Fujita, rising tone and silk people meet differently and get different feelings. Life is like a journey, which will make you lose something and gain something. All these experiences are shaping a brand-new you.

This book shows young people's confusion about life and work, waywardness in youth, nostalgia for the past and longing for the future, but they are full of fear and don't know how to make their future full of hope. Perhaps we all know longevity in the story, which is the epitome of every young person in our life. None of us young people have ever been confused, indulged or looked forward to it. In the process of stumbling and growing up, we have experienced and enriched. Looking back many years later, we know that loneliness, loneliness, willfulness and even rebellion seem to happen to everyone. No matter how painful the emotional experience is, it is beautiful to recall.

I know longevity in the book, but I hope love is treading on thin ice. Although silver is 70 years old and knows the destiny, it can still create a little romance in trivial life and stay with warm people until death. On Valentine's Day, Zhishou was asked to accompany her to buy chocolate, but Zhishou hoped that at this age, she could still dress up like silver, live in her own small house, and plant flowers with her own hopes, preferably osmanthus trees. Or keep a group of cats, remember them by hanging photos and love them. Buy chocolate for the person you love on Valentine's Day, and you will never lose the ability to love others and yourself.

Perhaps this is the quiet time that everyone envies? In fact, we should cherish everything given in life, treat everything around us with a normal heart, cherish it when we have it, and say goodbye seriously when we say goodbye. Don't just like vigorous, you can really live a life of plain water like elegant tea, and the more you drink, the more fragrant it becomes. This is the master who can really control life. Nothing is a necessity of life, there is no need to care about things that are not yours, and keep a normal heart. No one's lifestyle is the benchmark, and life is never right or wrong. Pain is because you have experienced too little. A person's pain is more than happiness, so think about Mr. Jiang Yang's words, reading too little and thinking too much. Thoreau once said, "Get rid of everything that doesn't belong to life and simplify it into the most basic form." Therefore, a person's world is also beautiful. There are three things in life that cannot be kept: life, time and love. You want to stay, but you are drifting away. Everyone has only one life. In this short life, we must treat ourselves well. May you and I have a good mood and good weather every day.

One's idea of fine weather. Opposite the bustling station, there is an alley forgotten by the new era. There is an authentic old house where a 70-year-old woman lives. She is alone, and there is a circle of photos of cats hanging on the wall at home. She said they were all called Roche. One day, a new tenant came to the old lady's house. There is no blood relationship, but there is a generation. The little girl is 50 years apart from her. She is not going to college. She just wants to do odd jobs. She has neither ambition nor ability. The little girl always asks the old lady some strange questions. For example, what is a lifelong hatred like? The outside world is cruel. Will people like me fall soon? ..... The old lady never cares about these problems. She told the little girl lightly that there is no distinction between inside and outside, and there is always only one world.

It is such a story without backbone, but with flavor, like the fresh water color painted by matcha green pigment, with a hazy world and empty loneliness ... The dialogue between Yin Zi and Zhishou is unforgettable and often moved to the heart to seek comfort.

The days of knowing longevity are extremely dull, just like the train in front of the old house. What should come will come, and what should not come will come and go. She is a humble person and the most despised public. Knowing how to work in the station, she sometimes envies the office worker OL who runs to a destination in the tram, but she needs to ask a few questions. The useful knowledge Ji Shou learned from the old lady can be used to make another pot if the lid is turned over. Zhishou has been thinking, why can't he grow old in an instant and become an old lady who has exhausted her troubles and emptiness, survived love and hate, and then fell in love at the age of 70 and bought chocolate on Valentine's Day? In the short three-season boarding life, Zhishou seems to have absorbed nutrition from a strange old man and was desolate after being diluted by his own youth. Such a girl can be said to be simple or lazy, but you can't deny that her inner life is rich.

We all grew up alone, facing promises, dreams and love alone. Whether you are 17 or 70 years old, whether the reality is gray or blank, there is only one world, and all kinds of people are mixed together, so you can't avoid it. Life is life, not a story.