fruit of time

  Many women have a strong desire to shop. When they see new clothes in stores or e-commerce advertisements, they are tempted to buy them immediately.
  Every day when you go online, you will be greeted by various e-commerce advertisements and product pushes. At this time, I will panic. Those colorful and unique clothes, piled up in warehouses and hung on hangers, are pushed one by one, they are all impatient products, making all kinds of obsequious gestures, shouting their existence loudly, just to let attention. Those clothes are reproduced in large batches in accordance with the popular beat. They don’t need to pursue the quality of exquisite workmanship, because they are not afraid of being worn out, which can promote consumption even more. Anyway, the fashion is changing every year.
  Can a lot of shopping really satisfy a person? In fact, the number of possessions and satisfaction are often inversely proportional. Shopaholics are gluttons who eat more and more hungry. Just like people who love less often know love better… I think this is because the ability and depth of relationship can appreciate the texture of a thing better than the quantity.
  I think those brand-new clothes on the hanger, covered with plastic bags, have a starched effect… It is a “thing” that has no relationship with me, can belong to anyone, and has no sense of flesh and blood. , never depended on my body temperature, or became a representative dress of a certain historical event, haunting my memory. New clothes are “fetish obsession”, while clothes that have been worn for a long time, like me, have aged in the summer and winter and formed “the fruit of time”, which is “mine”.
  In the interview record of Akagi Akito, a Japanese craftsman, he interviewed a female fashion designer: Toshiko Sakata. She runs a small clothing store. She said: “Many people say that my husband wears my clothes best. I think it’s because he wears the same clothes for many years. Clothes wear out slowly. Get old and get more and more fit with people. So slowly, you can domesticate a thing into your own.” The first time I saw the word “domestication” in literature was in “The Little Prince”, in On a strange planet, the little prince met a fox. “Come and play with me”, the little prince made a request to it, but the fox said no, saying that it had not been domesticated. The little prince asked what “domestication” is, and the fox said it was “establishing an emotional connection”.
  Last month, I went to drink tea at my friend’s pottery club. He showed me a gold-plated cup. Going up the wall of the cup, the golden color will gradually fade after a long time, just like the warmth of a purple sand pot after being maintained for a long time. In the color of the cup, you can see the traces of time. “Some people pour tea into the purple sand pot every day, and want to raise it quickly. In fact, it is unnecessary. They just have to wait for the effect of time slowly…” My friend said. In the tea ceremony, many tea sets are handed down from family members. Through concentrated use and repeated use, an emotional relationship between hands and objects is created, and a kind of body temperature is accumulated.
  Including a relationship, in the initial stages, how can you tell if it’s passion, hormonal response or novelty? At the beginning of the relationship, they all look alike. Superficial relationships can be established with many people, but only time can allow you to imprint each other.
  I like “old”, and the confirmation and sense of belonging to each other that can only be brought by that time.
  I think there are two types of people who like the new and those who like the old. The former loves freshness, likes the initial stage of things, turns flexible, learns things, and builds relationships, all of which are easy to learn, but impermanent, while the latter is the opposite. When I am with the former, sometimes I feel that the teacher is teaching the repeating students, and I feel that I always use the old tone, sentence pattern, and say some old things. After clumsily changing a few topics, the listener was not excited, and found that the other party’s heart was weakening, and I was also very frustrated. To describe the discomfort in words is “I’m sorry for my obsoleteness”. And for people with the same personality as me, you can enjoy a few low-density conversations with peace of mind and feel relaxed. Although there is nothing wrong with meeting each other, there is joy in nothing.