Light Within the Window, Spring Outside
Author: Tu Guangxiang
The three towns had changed from the bustling and noisy scene of a busy day. But when night fell, the lights on both sides of the Yangtze River were like daylight, WuhanWuhan must win! The large-scale colorful light shows illuminated the night sky of the river city, WuhanWuhanThese colorful and beautiful lights truly showcased Wuhan's tenacious will, vigorous vitality, and past glory.
There were few shadows on the street, empty alleys, but the windows of countless homes were lit up, each window flashing with bright lights.
Home is our battlefield! The lovable people of Wuhan persevered and lived a fulfilling life day after day, with countless ways. Those who like to exercise, Tai Chi, yoga, skipping rope, turning the home into a gym; those who love quiet, reading, painting, calligraphy, turning the home into a reading room or a small classroom.
While I like to stand at my bright and spacious window, stretching out my arms to embrace the rising sun, using longing eyes and free thoughts to admire the colorful world outside, to listen to the sound of flowers blooming and falling, to chase the shadows of the wind and clouds, to enjoy the faint fragrance of the wind and clouds, watching and listening, my thoughts were gradually mellow and serene, and my heart would also become clear and open in letting go.
The sun is out! The red jade plum tree on the bottom had already nurtured fluffy flower buds, the several cherry blossom trees on the left windowsill had bloomed pink flowers, and the peach trees in front had blossomed rose-red flowers, countless flowers gathered together like the clouds in the sky, on the right, the jade plum tree between the evergreen leaves also sprouted tender green buds, the peach blossoms on the branches were small flower buds shining with golden light in the sunlight... Suddenly, a cheerful call of a sparrow came from across the street. It turned out that a family had just hung a birdcage, a sparrow was jumping and singing in the cage. Not far away, the croaking of the cuckoo echoed among the buildings, as if telling us homebodies don't suffer! Don't suffer! Some sparrows were chattering incessantly in the trees, a few gourmands were foraging under the jasmine tree and cautiously looking around... How beautiful is this spring?
(Editorial planning: Zhou Lu)
Editor: Zhou Qian, Zou Danru, Zhao Ke
