People often say that autumn is the season of missing. After deep affection in late autumn and conciseness in early winter, some mottled memories and images in life began to become simple and concise in early winter. It is precisely because of the different encounters in life that all kinds of lives have different intersections. We never know who we will meet in the next second and who will smile with us at the next intersection. It was a beautiful accident to meet you in the season before the snow came. Later, I wrote in the poem:
The early winter of that year
The last fallen leaf in the breeze
Full of sunshine
Carrying the dream of spring
I am lucky to be a bookmark in your palm.
Time is running out.
When the yellowed pages suck up the last drop of blood from the fallen leaves
All the stories began to enrich.
Tear open the window of the soul, full of beauty.
The poetry of pen tip flowing
Light with human fireworks
Become the past
However, there is a poem that never turns over.
Bookmarks as a guide
The world gives a thumbs up.
Give you a thumbs up.
Fate is so wonderful, maybe not in the most beautiful years, but in the past. Take notes with a normal heart, be a lotus flower at the crossing of acacia, and write down a shallow miss with your heart. As the saying goes, a bosom friend is hard to find in life. When you meet it, put it in the depths of your soul and cherish it with your heart. No matter how beautiful the mountains and rivers are, it is better to retire from the mountains and become friends and neighbors.
In the days with you, in the eyes of the stars, in the tenderness of the moon; In the enthusiasm of the sun, in the lingering autumn rain; Between you and my soul, talk about literature, life, art, interest, cultivation, cultivation ... The real voice comes from each other's simplicity and purity. The fate is wonderful, the heart is connected, and the horizon is close at hand. The so-called "go hand in hand, unity is strength". That tacit understanding and tacit understanding is the dazzling light from the magnetic field, which illuminates the heart and the future! Same frequency, tolerance, concentration, companionship, understanding, and interpretation of ancient and modern legends!
For a beautiful meeting, maybe we all begged in front of the Buddha to meet. I really want to stop and have a look at this encounter, but I have no choice but to rush into the fireworks of the world of mortals along the color of autumn, and follow me all the time, and there is still a fleeting time. ...
In a person's life, how many people can walk into our hearts, occupy our souls, and gain rare affection, friendship and love? If they meet, put them in the bottom of my heart and cherish them forever.
About the author: Sun, a native of Qingdao. Member of Chinese Poetry Society, Shandong Writers Association and Shandong Poetry Society. Literary works are scattered in many newspapers and periodicals at home and abroad, such as European Times, Yangzi Evening News, China-Europe Federation of Literary and Art Circles, Shandong Literature, Huaer, Reader's Digest and Young Writers. Their works occasionally win prizes. Selected to publish the poetry collection "Lotus Heart and Lotus Rhyme", a collection of mountains and seas in China in 2020, and an outstanding poem in China in 2020.