You can say a word, but speak slowly.

Morning is a wonderful time because there is a sunrise. The sky is gray and there is no rain, but there is still a chill at night, and it is still a little cold when going out. The sky in the east is getting whiter and brighter, and the outlines of distant buildings are getting clearer and clearer until every part is clear.

The sun appeared on the horizon, a small red head, only partially exposed, but bright in color, like a burning flame. Then as time goes on, the disk of the sun is exposed more and more. In a short time, it was more than half a lap, and in a short time, almost all the disks were exposed until it finally jumped out of the horizon.

The rising of the morning sun is particularly wonderful. In fact, it doesn't take a few minutes in the end, but it's quick to stare at it. The upward position appears clearly in your field of vision bit by bit, changing every minute, without a moment's pause, slowing down or accelerating, but moving regularly.

To appreciate the beauty of the morning sun is to appreciate the beauty of the morning changes.

But when there is a disappointing person, someone, shouting at the roadside, the sun is out! Fuck off, that's the most disappointing thing. When you clearly see the morning sun rising slowly in your eyes, you should calm down and appreciate it seriously. Suddenly, someone revealed what was happening, and all the beautiful moments disappeared completely, leaving only a clear consciousness. When the sun comes out, squinting people generally can't see anything. I hate such people.

Occasionally, I have the habit of watching the weather forecast, not much, just occasionally, generally not. The weather forecast only predicts several kinds of weather, cloudy, sunny, rainy and snowy, or gives a detailed description, heavy rain, moderate rain and light rain. If the weather forecast says it will rain the next day, it will rain the next day. Generally speaking, the weather forecast can't be wrong, but I don't feel anything in my heart. I just know the weather the next day in advance.

But the sky really began to rain, and it felt completely different. There are raindrops in both heavy rain and light rain, and the big ones fall downward, or vertically downward, or tilt with the wind, and sometimes the wind will turn around. In the rain scene, the mood has a different taste. Watching and enjoying the rain are all in the house, but the rain is falling in the street, the body is in the house, and the mind is wandering outside. What my eyes see and ears hear are all about rain, noisy or serious, falling, tinkling, drumming, and being helped by soldiers. My heart is completely immersed in the artistic conception of rain, and I completely ignore what it means to be unable to extricate myself. I just don't know what it means to be unable to extricate myself.

The weather forecast is just news, and enjoying the rain scene is a beautiful thing, and it is an interaction between the mind and the object.

I like chatting with people. The most annoying thing about chatting with people is people who talk too fast. Some people, relying on their glib tongue, ignore other people's feelings when chatting, and speak very fast, jumping four or five words a second, like breaking a bead. I hate this kind of person the most, regardless of others, whether the listener is really listening or not. What is the difference between babbling and babbling?

I like people who speak slowly, but have self-restraint. Words can make people think from time to time, but they don't delay each other's listening. I think this way of speaking is the most popular. It can not only express yourself, but also let your meaning be conveyed in other people's ears and cause appropriate interaction. The best chat often happens at such moments.

When writing a novel, the writer knows the plot and trend of the novel events many times better than the reader, but it is precisely because he knows what the finale looks like. When narrating and telling stories, he should tell his own story slowly, and don't rush to the next step, so that readers can be intoxicated by the narrative of the story.