Essay: The Most Profound Affection is the Spring Breeze, Nowhere in the Human World is Without Splendor
The gate of March opens, the spring breeze takes form, whether you come or not, flowers should bloom, should wither, should be fragrant. It's most the spring breeze that embodies affection, there's no corner of the human world without a touch of splendor.
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In the days to come, some things have faded away, and some have yet to arrive. As Fazheng said, if you love, life is lovely everywhere.
Look, on the wild fields, some life is flourishing and multiplying, some is undergoing rebirth, flowers color the willows, all life breaks free from the long confinement of winter, then bursts forth.
As a poem says: Grass and trees know spring will soon pass, in myriad hues and shades, they display their splendor.
Just like that, fireworks of March have quietly rooted themselves in the land. Everywhere you look, grass is green, trees are thriving, a spring breeze of ten miles intoxicates the heart – you look, patches of pink or red are like a scroll depicting the seasons of plants and trees.
Lost in the blossoms and green leaves, one always feels their heart is flowing, their intention is blossoming, a cloud of colors fills the eyes, a spring scene.
Just those flowers, one day after another, they bloom more and more, one moment faster than the other, in the morning one appearance, in the evening another, morning a few buds decorate, evening is a sea of blossoms.
All the flower buds have gathered their strength, one after another, one chases another, one compares with one, branch connected to branch, flower pressed against flower, red with a touch of white, deep with a touch of pale, one branch holding another, layer upon layer, one flower grasping another, densely packed, tightly clustered, an entire tree is filled with blossoms.
Always in the corners of walls, on the eaves, by the water, those few branches are the most profound, branches filled with spring hearts, flowers full of allure, always has a charm that can only be felt but not expressed, startling the eyes and the heart.
Just watching and walking, watching and watching, the heart unconsciously follows, it's lively, vibrant, joyful, and exuberant – the eyes brighten, the eyebrows relax, the heart opens, spring permeates the whole body – thus, everything, all the bad things, quietly melt away.
