Spring in Everyone's Life
If one day, I become old and helpless, please let me stay in the spring…
Every time I hear this song, a passion and a surge will rise within my heart. This song seems to hear of a past remembrance, a fondness for the past. It evokes a sense of melancholy and strength!
Listening to this song again and again, it inevitably brings to mind the spring of life.
The spring of life is listening to the voices from the blue sky and white clouds, and from the green earth and brown soil – these are miracles created by nature. There is the sky, rivers, earth, and soil, there are thoughts, hopes, and feelings… all tangible and intangible, all living and non-living things, contain the breath of spring and profound philosophy.
Meeting you on the road of life is my spring.
This is a beautiful encounter, meeting you is like a snow in early winter, pure and flawless, it is life's deep love for me.
Recalling those scenes of walking together, like aged wine, they intoxicate my dreams tonight. That year, countless snowflakes danced lightly, and pure thoughts floated in laughter. When looking back at the past, an emotion is both clear and profound, deep and heavy. This beautiful memory has always been my spring.
In fact, everyone has spring in their life.
A smile is spring of life, with pure colors, like snow, pure and flawless, that clarity is seen through raindrops. We all like to smile, whether it's familiar or unfamiliar; a smile, like a spring, a benevolent nod, will bring endless beauty.
Happiness is spring of life, she is like a unrestrained song, a pure music, a moving melody, which flows in our blood, making our lives forever beautiful and youthful. Happiness is a style, it is happiness and satisfaction, it is an inner joy, like sadness meets the rain, like a smile meets the sun, like the wings of mood accompany shooting stars while flying. It is not an obligation, nor a right; it needs to be actively sought, and needs our broad mind.
Happiness is spring of life, happiness is a quickly slipping candy from the fingers, always unexpectedly touching our hearts. It is a painting with multiple colors, a beauty that cannot be described even after emptying vocabulary.
We all yearn for happiness in life, spring's voice comes from the soul, life's support comes from spirit. Love the life in spring, love the spring in life.
For you, spring may be ahead; for me, the splashed ink mountains and rivers are my eternal spring.
I want to make a dream in this winter.
I hope, one day, I become old and helpless, please let me stay in that spring…
Author: Rain's World
Original name: Chen Hui. Middle school teacher. Some works have been published in magazines and newspapers, 'I Listen to the Sound of the Wind in the Season Deep' was selected into Zhejiang Provincial Educational SupplementNew Writing HorizonsJunior High School Edition. Published personal collections 'Dawn Rain Painting and Writing', 'Meeting, is a Tree Blooming', 'Those Stories, Those Scenery'. New book 'Meeting, It's So Good' is currently on sale.Source: Minimalism Zen
