Abigail Zhou

Shine in the California sunshine and see the beauty of the world.

The weather has been so good for a few days. I got up today and cleaned up the house. I took out the small tent I bought a few years ago. I washed it and hung it in the garden to dry. While waiting for it to dry, I took out the blanket and pillow. I thought about it and decided to camp here! There are also baskets full of things, more and more, just like playing house. Sometimes I suddenly have an idea and I will do it, 😂😂😂

Buy what you like. Look good for yourself, not to please anyone but yourself. Becoming beautiful is not for others to look at you more, but when you look in the mirror, you will like yourself more. Every effort you put into dressing up in life is a reflection of your love for life.

The weather was fine and the sun was just right. I decided to go out for a walk today and headed to a farmhouse built by the lake in the direction of Xishan, a suburb of Beijing. The scenery outside the car window turned green little by little, and the hustle and bustle of the city slowly receded, replaced by the outline of the mountain, the reflection of the water, and the fresh air.
The farmhouse is surrounded by mountains and water, the lake is rippling, and the mountains in the distance stand quietly, like a natural painting. Standing by the lake, the wind gently blows on my face, and my heart suddenly calms down.
China's beautiful rivers and mountains are really amazing. It turns out that beautiful scenery does not have to cross mountains and ridges. You can encounter this tranquility and vastness around the city.

William Shakespeare, Sonnet 116

Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove.
It is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wand'ring bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come;
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me prov'd,
I never writ, nor no man ever lov'd.

In the Renaissance, men often regarded themselves as noble and romantic beings, and there was also a stage of gentlemen with etiquette but no morals. Shakespeare's poem stood at the forefront of his contemporaries. It sang the praises of human nature, praised love, and sang the strong voice of the times. It became an important part of humanistic literature and embodied the pursuit of beautiful emotions in human nature and the yearning for true love.