2024年伊始的暖
23年底正式从公司离职 开启新的24年
在深圳跟朋友聚完该聚的会
我回了老家
开启毕业后在老家最长时间的假期
这段时间极其幸福
早晨起来做操遛狗散步
一日三餐
下午时不时与妈妈在家唱K
晚上跟妈妈一起散步
没有什么特别
却极其的安心与惬意
1月28日与爸爸妈妈种茶树（补缺茶树）
在老房子门口 爷爷开垦的地上
门前有一颗大大的桂花树 爷爷之前种的
我想也是我第一次在家门口种树
我们三，再加上狗八（我们家的狗）
我记得也是这天在种植的时候我跟妈妈说着自己对新一年的计划
得到妈妈的理解和支持
好像也是第一次跟妈妈分享这些
以前也总觉得没有必要
老房子门口还有很多的仙人掌
那是小时候姐姐种的一颗
后面房子没人住
不知什么的现在门前平地散满一地
我取了一片5连种到了现在住的房子那
回去了 我得好好看看TA
某一天晚上
妈妈突然对我说
我要跟你说一件事
这件事压在我心里很多年
是一件我小学三四年级我所不记得的事
但妈妈却一直愧疚到现在才说出口
我想能让妈妈说出来
这是我这段时间的分享与相互陪伴收到最大的反馈
自然流淌 无限感恩 也谢谢妈妈对我的爱
天公作美
我回去经历了一个美美的寒冬
漂亮的雪景
我美美的欣赏了一段时间
艺术来源于生活
在威尼斯看一个玻璃展的时候就看到一件艺术品
像极了落雪后美景的一个植物（下篇单独图片分享）
还有电线杆上的鸟儿们
排排站
一声惊吼
众鸟齐飞
还有池塘里的野鸭
突然被我咋唬的连级跳飞
甚是有趣
现在回想那段时光
心中都是暖暖的
Warmth at the beginning of 2024
At the end of 2023, I officially resigned from my company,
stepping into a new chapter in 2024.
After finishing all the long-overdue meetups with friends in Shenzhen,
I returned to my hometown,
starting the longest break I’ve had there since graduation.
This time was filled with deep happiness.
Mornings been with light exercise, dog walks and strolls.
There meals a day.
Afternoons were sometime spent singing karaoke at home with my mom.
Evenings, we walked together under the stars.
Nothing particularly “special”,
but it was incredibly comforting and peaceful.
On Jan. 28th, my parents and I planted tea trees (to fill in the gaps in the field)
in front of our old house,
On the land my grandfather once cultivated.
There’s a large osmanthus tree at the front gate,
planted by my grandfather.
I think it was also my first time ever planting a tree at my own doorstep.
It was the three of us — plus our dog “Stephan”
I remember talking to my mom while planting,
sharing my plans for the new year.
It was the first time I’d really opened up to her like that,
and I received her understanding and support.
In the past, I always felt there was no need to share such things.
There are many cacti still growing at the front of the old house —
they started from a single cactus planted by my sister when we were little.
After the house was left empty,
they somehow spread and now cover the ground.
I took a five-piece cutting
and planted it at the house where I live now.
When I go back, I’ll be sure to check on it.
One evening,
my mom suddenly said to me:
“I need to tell you something.”
It was something that had weighed on her for many years—
an incident from when I was in third or fourth grade,
one I don’t remember at all,
but she had carried suit about it until now.
For her to finally be able to speak about it—
I think it was the deepest feedback we received from our time spent sharing and simply being together.
Everything flowed naturally.
I’m infinitely grateful—
and thankful for my mother’s love.
The weather was perfect.
I got to experience a truly beautiful winter,
complete with stunning snowy landscapes.
I took time to soak it all in.
Art comes from life.
When I was at a glass exhibition in Venice,
I saw a piece that reminded me of snow-covered plants back home
(I’ll share the photo in the next post).
I remember birds standing in neat rows on the power lines.
One loud noise—
and they all took off in unison.
Or the wild ducks in the pond,
startled by me, leaping into flight like dominoes.
It was all so amusing.
Thinking back on that time now,
my heart is filled with warmth.