Hu Qin sang softly, gradually disappearing loneliness and children's laughter.
Perhaps childlike innocence is pure without a trace of inferiority, transparent as crystal, transparent as heart, pure as sky. When you look at the bottom of your heart, just like this ancient city, it gives people a soft feeling. Laugh when you are happy and cry when you are sad. Don't worry so much. There is no conspiracy or calculation, which has nothing to do with power and interests. As simple as a blank sheet of paper, clean. Perhaps so, there is a childlike innocence.
Simple, happy and beautiful.
Butterflies in the bushes are flying, spinning and ending. Who are you dancing for, who are you drunk for, and who are you thinking about and flying for?
The child stretched out his tender palm and waved his slender arms towards the distant sky. He wants to capture colorful colors and touch incredible blue. But he never cared about the consequences, but expressed his inner desire intuitively. He is childlike, carefree, free from worries and frustrations, helpless in watching the flowers bloom in front of the courtyard, regretting that he missed the moment when the meteor crossed, and sighing at the emptiness where the clouds floated.
Therefore, there is no great desire not to stop until you reach your goal. Even if we never reach our ideal goal, he doesn't care. He only knows whether he wants it or not, so he is not tired. Maybe this is the value of childlike innocence.
Positive, naive and the most beautiful.
When I was young, I was just like him, but unconsciously, I lost my precious childlike innocence. Although it is so perfect and beautiful, it cannot be stopped. Perhaps it is the tragedy caused by this era, or perhaps I don't have the broad mind and refined mood of the ancients. I attach importance to integrating into the market like ordinary people in this world.
Now, walking in the winding alley, I miss and feel sad about the past that has gone. Perhaps, my subconscious still just wants it to die, not lose it. My ear is a child's babble, which blends harmoniously with Lijiang's scenery. The waves are rippling, and the breeze slowly sighs in my heart: childlike innocence is really beautiful.
Overlooking the bridge, let this hope, with the clear water of Shu Yun, forget everything. ...