Reflections on the happiness of snowflakes

After reading The Happiness of Snowflakes, I imagine reading Xu Zhimo's poem The Happiness of Snowflakes. First I didn't understand it, then I watched it twice. I gradually realized the author's writing mood at that time, just like snowflakes in the air trying to find their own direction, not to go to cold valleys, desolate streets and unsatisfactory places.

Find a drifting place in the search, a beautiful garden! Why? It turned out to be the fragrance of cinnabar plum on her body. Thought of here, I suddenly awake a lot. The poet's attitude towards life is so lofty. This is what we usually call the artistic conception of literati! If I can have the same mood as SEO, will my ordinary life be by going up one flight of stairs? Man struggles upwards, but water flows downwards. I hope I can enjoy the happiness of knowledge and feelings in reading! I also hope that by reading Xu Zhimo's poems, I can understand the poet's feelings, walk into his thoughts, sublimate my inner qualities and swim in the ocean of knowledge forever! The snowflake is looking for its direction. I'm looking for my ideal. Is it in the air or beside me? The ideal realized is so dazzling and bright, and the ideal pursued is so far away that I can touch it when I look up. Nothing, nothing, ideal, ideal, just like a hard journey. You are a rugged road, a lonely life! Silent cultivation, silent pursuit in endless exploration ... the ideal of dreams is just around the corner!

My thoughts have returned to the present, and I can't help smiling at my lovely thoughts! Poetry brings me happiness, dreams and endless sources of thinking!