The lingering mist of Jiangnan, falling like a heartbroken lament, adds a touch of coolness to the season that should be bathed in sunshine.

In the spring, when flowers bloom, savor a cup of fragrant tea, admire a few flourishing trees, but cannot be as you wish, inadvertently adding a touch of sorrow, only by writing to express emotions.

Some say that this season is suitable for a spontaneous departure, also suitable for a reckless love.

A person, with a simple backpack, carrying dust from south to north, encounters many unfamiliar landscapes and people who have never met, in the vibrant Jiangnan or the vast expanse of the Northern Steppe.

I once expected, in the most beautiful flower season, to see mountains and water, to admire flowers and moon, to explore, to trek, with a person who is at the right time, to fall in love and make vows, to watch the flowers and trees in the courtyard, a stream of water, and the leisurely white clouds, to slowly age.

However, life is often unsatisfactory, and cannot be carried out according to our beautiful imagination.Just now, Jiangnan has lost its beautiful appearance, faded the gentle moonlight, and faced a series of torrential rainstorms, wetting my fervent expectations.

Like life's journey, walking on this road, we all wholeheartedly want to go to the ends of the earth, to seek poetry and the distance, while also inevitably being relegated to the present circumstances, because we are in the world, we bear responsibilities and expectations, as well as one after another unfinished missions.

Therefore, this intricate human relationships, fleeting life, we can never truly be the most real self, forgetting the original intention, but always difficult to keep.

Perhaps, life is just a journey, no matter what people you meet, they are all a landscape in your life's journey, joy or sorrow, after being washed by years of vicissitudes, leaving only a lingering fragrance, lingering in the heart; no matter what experience, it is a road you must walk, success or failure, once passed, it becomes a story that cannot be changed.

After experiencing, I gradually understand that encounters and separations in the world are all predestined, this is the fate of meeting and parting, so it can be calm and tranquil, and go with the flow.

You come, I’ll run out to meet you; you go, I won’t send you away.

After experiencing, gradually understand that the long years of life are for enjoying.

Enjoy the warmth of sunny days, also be content with the cold and frosty, enjoy the kindness of others, also appreciate those sorrowful or lonely memories, everything is for our growth, to comprehend the truth of life.

Cutting through the misty haze, planting a bodhi tree in one's heart, thereafter, no matter how chaotic the world is, I only keep a cloud monk's heart, sitting by the window, carrying a few strands of spring light into dreams, all things are quiet and serene, inner joy is more than sadness, warmth is more than coldness, tranquility is more than extravagance.

People who have loved and parted have their own destinations, things that we regretted are like clouds and mist. Planting flowers on one's heart, everywhere is a beautiful landscape, even ordinary fireworks days can be lived with flavor.

Whether busy or idle, is the taste of life, not asking about the past or the future, this journey is long, mountains and rivers are vast, just keep walking, until the earth and sky are old.

Bai Luo Mei also said: ‘Life should be like a pot of good tea, with a calm mood, in a quiet manner, to watch the falling of lotus flowers, the changes of the sea and land, to be that clean and true person. No matter how many joys and sorrows, ups and downs, life’s final return is elegance, beauty.’

Therefore, I am content with the present, collecting every day safely, living like a poem, things are peaceful, quiet and serene.

If there's a paradise of peach blossoms, isn't it everywhere between clouds and waters.