Sweeping the floor
One
The lanterns on the street were hung up
Like a giant red dragon flying
The fountain on the hotel logo is gurgling
Just like attractive gold nuggets
I look at the thick firecracker crumbs
My heart follows The beautiful scenery is joyful
The branches of the willow trees bloom with green spores
It is like the soft sea on the forehead of a beautiful girl
The birds sing gracefully in the forest Singing
Just like fairies singing the intoxicating sounds of nature
I swept the bright red cannon dust
My heart followed this wonderful song
I twisted my waist happily
The children were chasing each other and playing around
My whole body was filled with happiness and innocence
I moved the broom A broom sweeps away cannon debris
Accompanied by slow and rhythmic healthy breathing
Although the dust pollutes my newly washed hair
It is joyful and happy But he is with me all the time
Two
I sweep the floor as usual
That is a despairing area and distance
Thick gundust and black soil
My arms started to feel sore after just sweeping a few meters
I took a few deep breaths of air
No Let’s look at the endless cannon debris again
I wave the broom intently
to clean the ground under my feet
Every time I sweep it, I exhale< /p>
Every time I pause, I take a breath
I imagine the garbage in my heart
Despair, depression and all kinds of frustration
Cannons on the ground Every time I sweep the crumbs, I lose one foot.
The joy in my heart increases by one foot every time I sweep it.
So, the cannon crumbs are swept away
The tranquility and joy are also there. There is a thick pile in my heart