Years

Today, there was no difference. Just to pursue the long-lost dream, go through the annual rings of time and return to the footprints of youth. It is not for the romance of spring and snow, nor for the delusion of wind, flowers, snow and moon. I just want to make up for the wish that I once failed to fulfill. In this light day, stroke the journey all the way, so that life can still flash the hope that has never been lost in the cycle of seasons. —- Inscription the season is deep. In the shade of the trees, the wind in late autumn is immersed in my heart through autumn clothes with comfortable coolness. The sunshine after the Double Ninth Festival falls on the world around you. The Grove is quiet and suitable for my habits. Although there is a noisy road nearby, the endless rolling sound seems to have nothing to do with me. Alone in the cool shade, there is a fantasy of breaking away from the secular world. It is rare to have time to forget everything around you and enjoy the peace in the afternoon freely. The phoenix trees in the Grove and some unknown trees had fallen to the ground before the rustling cold wind blew. Soon, there will be a bleak desolation here. Only a few trees, pine and cypress, are still green and verdant. I really envy them. Although they have experienced the change of four seasons and the reincarnation of cold and summer, they still exude the vitality of youth in such a vigorous spirit. Perhaps, some people say that this pine and cypress is not suitable for this season. This season should be autumn and yellow everywhere, and the change of old and new is the law of the rebirth of nature’s life. But I don’t think so. If the tree of life is evergreen, how can there be the desolation of the autumn wind sweeping the leaves, and how can there be the sorrow of the scattered branches and leaves. Yi sat on the stumps left in the Grove and looked up at the sky leaking out of the gap. I haven’t seen the blue sky like this for a long time. I remembered that when I was still young, I often read books in the woods along the river bank of my hometown, with my back facing the bank. What was near my eyes was the winding river, and what was far away was the blue sky and white clouds that were not enough to see. I think that one day, I will leave the land of my hometown and go far away to find my own Sky. Now, with the annual rings of years on my shoulder, I have measured the ravines under my feet. Looking back, I still remember the familiar land. Maybe, there is no substitute for the mark left in my heart by those scenery. In the Grove, green songs suddenly came, which interrupted my thoughts of walking far away and brought my mind back to my eyes. Although listening to the dry melody is not pleasant to hear, I can still hear that it is popular, and the squeezed tone seems to reveal a tone that does not match the age. Looking back at those two faces, they were immature and slightly naughty, but the expression in those four pairs of eyes was not like the scruple happiness when I was young, and it seemed to be unintentional, it seems to be a little slim and empty. Maybe it was my guess that I was wrong. I was just speculating them from the perspective of an adult, seeing their hearts as old as me and lacking brilliance. However, I can see that they are happy. Maybe in front of old-fashioned people like me, they have to restrain the edge of youth so as not to cause me to stare at them with strange eyes. Suddenly, I thought it was me who should be more restrained. It was me who squeezed into their ranks for no reason, into the youth that should belong to them. Thinking about these, I feel a little uncomfortable. Just like the pine and cypress in the Grove, it was nearly late autumn. It should have been the time and space of falling yellow and floating red, but it happened to squeeze into some green which would never fade. An eyesore not? This is what I think too much. They don’t care about me whether I am or not. I just got into the ranks of their youth and touched the glory of their youth. In fact, I should thank them, because their sunshine and freedom made my heart become beautiful and romantic with their youth. I really want to go back to my youth and feel the happiness of being young and not knowing how to feel sad. I clearly know that it is just a delusion that I cannot go back, and I can only be full of ambition in the dream world. Seasons turn silently in the cycle of reincarnation, but life goes to the lingering depth. Encounter with this grove is not for realizing dreams, but for making your life more complete and rich. I don’t expect the future to become colorful, but want to make up the fragments lost in my life, leaving no regrets. Walking out of the Grove, the autumn sun shone on me warmly. My heart is like white clouds floating in the sky, wandering in the vast space-time. For me, this autumn should be a wonderful memory many years later. During this period, I blended my love for life and soaked in the responsibility of life. The departing late autumn is not only the Autumn Yellow everywhere, but also the enchanting fragrance of red leaves and the green that never fades. In hope, we should stick to each other and make life full of sunshine. Although time flows away in silence, life still needs to regain the wonderful praise of blooming (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. 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