Live Well, Wait for Spring to Bloom!
The sunlight in the middle of February was surprisingly bright, having been bright for several days, and the sun soon revealed its warm face.
I love days filled with light, and I cherish every encounter in my life, perfect or imperfect. It's a great fortune to be alive in this world. Being able to read, listen to music, daydream, and miss someone, is a supreme pleasure.
We are facing an unprecedented respiratory epidemic. We quietly wait for it to disappear.
Wuhan has been sealed off since January 23rd, which is the 18th day. Confined and isolated, separated from the outside world to resist the virus.
At this time, the fragility of life is so close to us. To live safely is the most beautiful hope.
The balcony was filled with the last sunlight of winter, and the spring equinox has passed, spring is coming.
Spring air flowed quietly in the air, and the temperature was comfortable. The air conditioning in the house was turned off, and soon spring was before our eyes. This is a desire to go out to the countryside to welcome the first tender shoots of spring, and also to breathe the freshness of spring on the hillside.
All of this yearning has become a determination to resist the respiratory epidemic. We will overcome this invasion of the virus, and the greenery we belong to will come as expected. Just a little wait.
Time is racing against the virus, and we are racing with it in the long river of time, and we will eventually eliminate it in spring.
Being confined can be romantic. Reading quietly is a romantic thing. In the winter's warm sunshine, pick up a book, flip through the words, and the words themselves shimmer with the light of wisdom. A book is a world, and when we open it, we have a different experience.
This time at home was heavy, and light, complex and unforgettable. We cried and joked. A smile with tears is perhaps the best reflection of this moment.
There is sadness, there is reflection. There is quietness, which can give rise to serenity. Away from the bustle and haste of time, we spend more time with ourselves.
We have always ignored ourselves, we run around for a life, and it is a good thing to spend a moment to look into our own hearts, which should be cherished.
Youth slips away quietly, and I don't want to waste a single moment. The passage of time is in our eyes and brows, and we don't notice it until it's gone.
I can hold this moment, and my heart is calm. No matter how grand our ideals and ambitions are, they need a healthy mind and body.
I'm typing out a passage here, to send it to you. It carries my body temperature, my state of mind, my blessings, and my expectations.
Let's wait quietly, waiting for the virus to disappear, waiting for spring to come.
Let's live well, and spring will quietly descend.
Maybe one morning, good news will come with the light.
Maybe one night, the person who loves you will appear before you.
Maybe one afternoon, a gentle breeze will blow, and we can run outdoors.
Maybe one evening, I stand in the sunset and say to you: I have been to this world, I have met you, I don't regret it…
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