On the 18th, my mother passed away for 23 years.
Today I am still recovering. I woke up before dawn and didn’t want to sleep anymore. I got up, turned on the light, read a book on the sofa and played the cedar series.
Until daybreak, I boiled a pot of black tea, lit Tibetan incense, and sat down on the balcony. I remembered that Zhang Fan had brought mooncakes from his hometown, and took a few bites of them. The two places of Yin and Yang reunited in the distance.
After a while, there was movement outside the door. Two workers came to the corridor to install the water meter box. They went over and asked. Today, only the water meter box was installed. The workers went into the house and looked at the original pipes. They found it troublesome and sent a video to the contractor to see the strange wiring of the old pipes.
I want to remove the old pipe after the pipe is installed in the house. After the new pipe is installed in the house, it will be divided into two ways, one going into the kitchen and the other going into the bathroom. Then discuss your thoughts with the master in detail.
The sky was foggy and the temperature had dropped again, and there was a chill in the air blowing in from the window.
I checked my phone and saw that Yang Zhenning passed away today, at the age of 103. What impressed me deeply was Chen Ning Yang's words, "You ask me if there is a God, and I don't know. But if you ask me if there is a creator, I think there is. This world is more like it was designed. Everything is so precise and coincidental."
The rapid advancement of technology has made everything rough and boring. On the contrary, I hope that the world can still retain a bit of mystery, so that people can still have the illusion of miracles.