If the epidemic is over.
I think I'll stuff all the masks I haven't used up into the black box. Then pull friends and relatives, to squeeze the bus, go to the busy street, see the street all kinds of lovely people.
Aha, I think someone might come back with some flowers and some dewy watercress in their hands, and when she gets home, she'll probably want to make a delicious dish of dried bean curd celery. Ha ha! That's it. What fun it would be to walk down a crowded street and guess what everyone was thinking!
Then buy some chestnuts when you pass by a fry shop. They are brown-yellow and have no cracks because they have the best taste and are delicate and delicate. A bag of chestnuts in the arms, swagger to walk in the crowd, want to eat a peel! Don't wear a mask, convenient!
So carefree to stroll the streets, where the lively go where, to join in the lively, to a few pleasant encounters, this should have how happy. In the bus breathing breath mixed with the smell of sweat air, I think that is also precious happiness.
Or make an appointment with a classmate, get on your bike, change gear to maximum, pedal really fast, and have a race. When you go downhill, you hear the wind screeching around your ears, you hear the screams of your companions, you hear the screams of passers-by. Well, this is also happiness!
Think, the campus will also be a lively scene. We have such a group of students to run crazily in The Ling Lake - teaching building - playground - old wall. Koi will be happy to come back to swim in the stone steps, the little turtle will climb up the old tree, watching us play, eagerly waiting for our class, waiting for our figure, the old tree will also take out new branches, sprout, the playground will be a new glory.
Press the "reboot" button and everything will reboot! It's not far off!
