Leaving Space for Life

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Thisbookisarurallifejournalbya，aseniorexpertinthefeldearlychildhooddevelopmentandeducation. Attheage50，afterexperiencingalowpointbothphysicallyandmentall，theauthordecidedtomovetoarural areainthesuburbsBejing.Turningthesoilplantingvegetables，stokingthekangbed-stove，reading，taingwalks， kepingcompanywithcats，helpingneighbors.Inavillgeinthe，everythingslowed down.Whentimewasnolongerpreciselymeasured，foodwentstraightfromtheearthtothetableandthemorning calsbirdsandeveningtwilightbecamepartdailylife.Long-terminsomniawasalsohealedbythebreaththe earth.Inthenaturalrhythmthefourseasons，shegraduallylearnedtoletgo，toaccept，andtocreate.Rurallifeis notabout escapingorwithdrawingfromtheworld;itisabout laboringrootedinthe land.

The persimmons were gradually turning red.

As the weather grew cooler， Mizai stopped waking up so early. When Guo got out bed， the cat was still curled up， fast asleep.

Guo needed to head into the city to get the car serviced.Ihad planned on going with him，but I Was still in a deep sleep when he left， so he went on hisown.When the two usare together，we rarely bicker; we respect each other's habits and simply acceptoneanotherasweare.

I spent the whole morning wading through messages. Itwas all so tedious that I eventually told the teachers not to send me any more holiday greetings.

I was napping at noon， so I didn't even notice when Guo got back. He suggested we go for a stroll， so we headed out under the midday sun.All along the road， wesawa group called the“KindnessWalkers"ona long-distance hike. As they wound their way through thevillage， the locals gathered to watch the spectacle. I noticed the leaves on the persimmon trees were startingto turn red，a sure sign thatharvest season was just around the corner.A few early-ripening persimmons had already fallen to the ground.I picked one up and tasted the juice，a rush pure sweetness that refreshed my very soul.

Today is my daughter's birthday. She's away traveling in Greece， which is how she's spending her special day.My relationship with her isn’t the“tangled and tied" kind you see with many mothers and daughters.

给生命留白

给生命 我的乡村生活实验胡华这是一场关于“在我关爱”的生命为身作的毒医，我京好永生。（剩余4472字）