Find an opaque black cloth, close your eyes, cover it and tie it. From now on, I am blind.
Hey, where was I? My eyes were dark, but my mind was blank. Are your eyes and brain out of control?
Really? I just stood for a while. Oh, this is my cabin. Strange, why when I think of the hut, the first thing I think of is the colors in the house? Snow-white walls, brown furniture, sky-blue sheets ... before, these were all familiar to me, but now, all I see is a mass of black, which can only make memories come back to me again and again.
After a while, I groped my way out of the hut. This is the house where I have lived for 18 years. I am very familiar with it. Even at different times, I can tell the brightness of the light in the room. But now, I can't see anything. Even walking depends on my touch. alas ...
I'm going out for a walk, in the small garden (where there is no car). I still have my feelings. This is a stone table, and there is a stone.
Bench, there is ... ouch! Beat me to death. I reached out and pulled off the black cloth. No, I'm blind now, so I held back again, only feeling a burning pain in my knee. I touched it with my hand, but only scratched it a little. It suddenly occurred to me that I couldn't even see the color of blood. I thought I was in a small garden, and the flower pond was full of Chinese roses. A gust of wind blew, and my nose was full of sweet fragrance. I want to use my imagination again: the colorful roses (colorful× 2) in the pool are dancing gently under the guidance of the breeze, shaking their beautiful heads and attracting bees and butterflies to congratulate them. How happy it is. But I am sad again, because I can't see, I can only see the boundless darkness.
What time is it now? I can't even tell the intensity of the light. Go home.
I took off my black cloth and was stunned by the scenery in front of me. When the sun sets, everything is painted red, and the sky in the west changes from red to light blue. Why didn't I notice these things in the past?
It's good that I haven't really lost my eyes, and I can still see all the colors in my life.
I don't know how to cherish until I lose it. No, I haven't lost it, but I want to cherish the beautiful colors in my life.