When wildflowers bloom, the first person I want to see is you.
This winter is exceptionally long, and the Spring Maiden seems to have slowed down. Perhaps she simply wants to slowly bloom and slowly wither.
The murky river flows slowly, the biting north wind bends the eyebrows and eyes, the vast and mysterious sky is silent, and the streets that were once bustling with traffic are abnormally empty and quiet. The heroes rushing to the front lines of disaster poured out their blood and souls in selfless dedication. Inside the rooms, you and I live self-sufficiently, loving, moved, enduring, and also agonizing.
This Chinese New Year is extraordinary. The distant mountains are hazy, the nearby trees are mottled, and between you and me, we are so far apart, yet so close. The blockade cannot suppress love, and mountains and water cannot cut off affection.

The long winter is to tell us that the power of love is what warms this world; the rampage of all diseases is to warn us that everything except health is just illusion; disasters and calamities are to let us understand what cherish.
What disturbed our originally peaceful lives? It was an accident; what broke our originally ordinary days? It was impermanence; what shook our undisturbed hearts? It was love and warmth; what made us delve into profound contemplation? It was conscience and compassion; what made us fearless and unwavering in the face of disaster? It was responsibility and mission.
The longer you live, the more you understand that true happiness and well-being come from love, that true human value is the dedication of love, and that true success is not what you have gained, but what you have given. The most precious thing in the world is not money, power, or honor, but the emotions that rise between people because of love.
When you learn to respect and revere all things and all beings, you stand at the highest level of life; when you cultivate not to rejoice in things or grieve in yourself, regardless of gain and loss, not to expect rewards, you stand at the highest level of life; when you understand to look back with a forgiving heart, to look forward with hopeful eyes, to look up with gratitude, to look down with compassion, you stand at the highest level of your soul.

Love is the most moving chapter in this world, it's a weakness, it's also armor, it's soft, it's also strength, it warms the human world, resists the cold, it's the biggest motivation and value for a person to walk in this world. Because of love, there is beauty; because of being loved, there is happiness.
'Since ancient times, we have had people who bury their heads in their work, people who desperately work hard, people who ask for advice for the people, and people who sacrifice their lives for the law.' Greatness is to step out and support hope and confidence, to burn oneself completely for the world, to send out a glimmer of light.
Only those who don't rejoice and don't grieve can bear the burden of great joy and great sorrow; only those who don't care about gain and loss can climb the peak of life; only those who know how to give love can truly earn respect and admiration.

This world always has warmth that teaches you to love, always moves your heart, always has images that make you cry; always has experiences that you will never forget; always has people who make you feel that the world is worth living in.
May you have the ability to love and a heart, even if it's insignificant, you can give others a glimmer of hope; may you have a life illuminated by love, understand how to treat all things and all beings in the world. When you treat this world well, this world will treat you well.
The winter will eventually pass, the spring will eventually come, the sunshine will eventually shine on the vast earth, the cherry blossoms will eventually bloom on the quiet hillsides. When the spring wind is green on the south bank of the Yangtze River, when the flowers bloom on the mountains, go to the place you want to go, see the people you want to see, and the first person I want to see is you!
