日子过得真快,转眼之间,我退休已经整整一年了。一年,时间都到哪儿去了?盘算盘算,还好,没有虚度光阴。记得从工作岗位退下来,我只在家睡了饱饱一天,第二天,就拿起了画笔。其实,我不会画画。儿时和病魔打交道,年轻时曾一味爱上了文学,到了接近中年,尽心尽力努力争取干好本职工作。而退了,我觉得好像就标志着老了。于是,只觉得一阵寒冷、一阵萧条、一阵麻木。为了逃避这些负面的东西,我选择了以画为乐。 Days flies, in an instant, I have retired for a whole year. One year, where are the time gone? Calculate, Fortunately, there is no idle time. Remember to retire from work, I only slept at home full day, the next day, picked up the brush. Actually, I will not draw. Childhood and dealing with the disease, a young man had fallen in love with literature, to middle-aged, dedicated to strive for good job. And back, I think it seems to mark the old. So, just feel a burst of cold, a depression, a numbness. In order to avoid these negative things, I chose to play for fun.