Seeing that winter is coming, the voles begin to collect corn, nuts and straw, and store food from morning till night.
only ah fu is not busy.
People asked him, "Ah Fu, why don't you work?"
ah fu said, I am collecting sunlight, colors and words.
When the snow falls in winter, the voles hide in the hiding place of the stone wall. At first, the little voles had a lot to eat, and they happily told the story of the stupid fox and the stupid cat together. However, slowly, the food ran out and the voles were cold and hungry. At this time, they remembered the things collected by Afo.
Ah Fu climbed a stone and began to describe to his friends the golden sunshine, the blue periwinkle, the red poppy growing in the yellow wheat field, and the green leaves among the strawberries ..... The little voles were fascinated and felt a little warmer. Those beautiful colors were just like being painted in their minds.
Finally, Afo took out the words he collected. He said as if he were standing on a stage:
"Who scatters snowflakes in the sky? Who melts the ice on the ground?
who will make the weather better? Who will make the weather worse
Who will make four-leaf clover grow in June? Who put out the sunshine? Who lights up the moon again?
... "
* * This is really a poetic vole. Afo used his collected sunshine, colors and words to drive away the cold for the voles, and painted a warm and colorful spring in their hearts. Afo understands that life is not just food and busyness, but also sunshine, color and poetry. When the cold winter comes, the sunshine and color in the heart are more important than food. In a tough environment, people need something beautiful to support them. Our bodies need food nourishment, and our souls need spiritual food nourishment. Thanks to the tolerance and appreciation of other voles, Ah Fu insists on doing what he likes.
Ah Fu is lucky to be himself in such a tolerant and free environment. May each of us live freely and poetically. **