However, one morning, I looked through the window and suddenly found that a storm last night had eroded it beyond recognition. Suddenly, a sadness of "falling flowers" passed through my heart! I can't help feeling that I stumbled on the road of life, experienced many twists and turns and lost many beloved friends again and again. Isn't life like a flower in the wind? !
After a period of time, the matter faded away. Once, when I came back from the countryside, I felt that the indoor air was a bit dull. I inadvertently opened the window and suddenly felt that a fiery bougainvillea tree came into view and froze in the sunset. The unexpected surprise made me almost unable to control myself. I'm surprised. Why didn't I find this budding unyielding life behind the death in England?
Yes, the last petal of hibiscus has fallen, and people's praise for it has been forgotten in the past memory, but the bougainvillea has grown up, bright red as fire, showing people the change and continuation of life.
Who can say that gains and losses are not symphonies?
I stood in front of the window for a long time and deeply realized that there is no four-point scenery in life. As long as your heart keeps facing the sun, you will find it.
Every morning there will be a beautiful and hazy scene spinning in front of your window.
● Comments:
This is a beautiful philosophical essay. The author tells us through the hibiscus tree and bougainvillea outside the window:
There is no eternal scenery in life. As long as you are sunny, beautiful scenery will appear outside your window every day.
The author writes very carefully. When describing the shapes of hibiscus and bougainvillea, only a few strokes are used, and there are not many flowery words, but we really think they are beautiful. I think this is due to the author's ability to grasp two kinds of landscape characteristics. Many times, we don't have to cover everything, just write the charm of things, and then we're done.
The author's writing is fluent, and many psychological descriptions promote the development of writing. We can learn this narrative method. It is not difficult to see, feel and think.
Like the hibiscus tree outside the author's window, like the red bougainvillea, like many landscapes that may appear after the bougainvillea.
We often say that life is not a lack of beauty, but a lack of discovery. But even though we have said this sentence ten thousand times and listened to it ten thousand times, we still haven't found beautiful eyes. We always feel that life is too boring and everything is taken for granted.
Actually, it's not. As long as you change your mind, you will find new scenery everywhere. I think the author can find infinite scenery from his window only because he has a sentimental heart that loves life and is grateful for it.