But at this moment, after all, it is the endless care and love of the green elves kissing in early spring, although it is still a little gray and cold. Children began to play skateboards in various colors outdoors, enjoying the fragrance of the first warm wind in the years and bathing the vitality of the first sunshine in Vientiane. It is still the clue of early spring year after year. Under her close arms, it quietly pulls green from the branches and grass, awakening the melancholy dream of keeping a winter. The loneliness and boredom of the frozen earth have gradually faded away from the traces of the wind. From the rosy and green face of spring, it is still the same bright and open day, blue; Like a floating cloud, gently wipe; The same cool breeze blows gently, and the tenderness in the plain; Just like the clear water wave fairy, the ice and snow melt and move ... everything is still this helpless and panoramic view in the sky.
At the beginning of the new year, this kind of' mood' dyed in spring is much more comfortable than before, and the bright and swaying light is constantly combing and toning the emotional scenery that flows into my heart and eyes as I wish. At the other end of the first-line kite swinging back and forth at the tuyere, if grandpa and I are holding hands, we will bump into each other in childhood; The bright and burning eyes of the stars in the cluster, or the Spring Festival, or Qi Fei in Hua Die, or suddenly, or suddenly, will also show the joy and clarity of children who have just explored spring in generate. There are birds, swallows, bees and fish; Singing, sniffling, whistling; Surfing, swimming and carnival; Wheat field, vegetable garden, farmers, peasant women, before and after the village; Cycling to work, walking in the square to help, avant-garde, fashionable, lyrical ... What you can see is the light steps taken by this heart with the spring outing.
This budding early spring should be my 40 years old. The master once said, "Forty without confusion." At this time, the feelings between heart and heart should also be able to appreciate the ups and downs of the world. I don't know how many times I was filled with lofty sentiments, and I don't know how many times I escaped into my lost alienation and desolation. I gradually found that the pursuit and happiness of life, which is "a corner is sad and every minute is sinking", will eventually be lost in a futile illusion.
So, I finally decided to abandon my hard persistence in orienteering before, and let my joy and love begin from this festival close to pure early spring. When the warmth of spring is wrapped in the warm summer, what I hope will eventually be the graceful leaves and brilliant red and holy lotus buds on the pastoral lotus pond, and will eventually hold my regenerated soul in my hands and deeply melt into the lotus heart that only lasts in this sacred land of pure spirit.
Q: "Where does fate come from?"
Answer: "Spring returns to the lotus place."
Am I still a escort? Hmm, how interesting ...
Note: "Yueru" is another name for February of the lunar calendar.