Honey

Some things in this world should not be said, not because they are stupid or unimportant, but because of the fear of people’s reaction… Like a honeydew when it starts to grow green, it looks shy but inside is a beautiful rose that will bloom one day. I remember once I was visiting some friends and I asked someone to give me tea. He said: “By God, I’ve seen this moment before. I saw you reaching out to take the tea in the same sitting place and the same place.” He said: “Perhaps I dreamt this scene in my sleep and it came true today.” So I told him that I read about this condition called Déjà vu, and that it is caused by short-term memory mistakenly storing this scene in long-term memory, so we think that this scene is from the past and not the present. They laughed and said, “What’s wrong with Einstein?” Yes, they laughed at my little honeydew. Today I present to you my book, in which are the honeydew I’ve collected over time, hoping that one day it will bloom.