Don’t feel lonely

◆ Thoreau

In any natural thing, you can find the sweetest, gentlest, most innocent and inspiring companion. , even to the poorest cynical and melancholy man. As long as a person lives among nature and has five senses, it is impossible to have very gloomy worries. To the sound and innocent ear, storms are indeed the music of Aeolus. Nothing can compel simple and brave men to vulgar sadness. When I enjoy the friendship of the four seasons, I believe that nothing can make life a heavy burden for me. Today, the good rain sprinkled on my beans and kept me indoors all day. The rain neither made me depressed nor depressed. It was very good for me. Although it prevents me from hoeing, it is more valuable than hoeing. If it rains for too long and causes the seeds in the ground and the potatoes in the lowlands to rot, it will still be good for the grass in the highlands. Since it is good for the grass in the highlands, it is also good for me. Sometimes, I compare myself with others, as if I am more favored by the gods than others, and seem to have more than I deserve: as if I have a certificate and insurance policy in their hands, and others do not, so I am suffering. Special guidance and protection. I don’t claim to praise myself. But if possible, they praised me. I never felt lonely, and I was not at all oppressed by loneliness. Only once, after I had been in the forest for a few weeks, did I wonder for an hour whether a quiet and healthy life should have some neighbors. Being alone did not seem very pleasant. . At the same time, I felt like I was emotionally out of sorts, but I also seemed to know that I would get back to normal. When these thoughts occupied me, gentle raindrops fell, and I suddenly felt that it was so sweet and beneficial to be in the company of nature. In the sound of the dripping rain, every sound and sound around my house The scene was full of boundless friendship, and this supportive atmosphere immediately suppressed my thought that it would be more convenient to have neighbors. From then on, I never thought about neighbors again. Each little pine needle swelled compassionately and became my friend. I clearly feel that my kind exists here. Although I am in what most people call a miserable and desolate situation, the one who is closest to my bloodline and I find the most humane is not a certain person or villager. From now on No place will ever feel foreign to me again.

"Unfit mourning consumes sorrow,

In the land of the living, their days are short,

Trust "Beautiful daughter of Skal."

Some of my happiest times were during the long storms in spring and autumn, which kept me indoors for mornings and afternoons, with nothing but constant rain and roar. Comfort me. As I passed from the twilight of morning into the long dusk, many thoughts took root and developed themselves.