fall
Hou Baojun
The sunlight after experiencing snow frost, in the palm prints of the years into crisp yellow gold leaf, and those yellow, brown-black leaves hugged together, but it became the most beautiful brush in this wandering season. The heart has no home, and can only let fate be home.
Gently in the wind of the years was casually folded, I fell off a shadow of the celestial body, broken is the distance, broken is the backbone, rather than being someone else's shadow in the sky, it is better to break off to be the real self. Life may be a process of wandering, drifting, drifting, in the style of clouds, wiping the sky brighter and brighter.
Once like this, along the ladder of the annual ring, climbing the cycle of each life, stretching the arms of dreams, writing beautiful colors in the sky, bathing in the hot sun and wind and rain, and also smearing the eyes of youth to sing the poignancy and sadness of love. Now the responsibility and mission of carrying middle age are getting heavier and heavier, but the foundation of fate is getting lighter and lighter, and the rising height finally does not drag a corner of the sky, and is finally thrown into an illusory cloud by the wind.
Or holding a white hair, shoulders covered with frost flowers, white hair fishing on the river, accustomed to looking at the desolation of the autumn moon and spring breeze, or holding a piece of scarlet, looking at the scenery of the mountains like the sea and the sun like blood' or holding a piece of dry yellow, complaining about the parting feelings of ten years of life and death, which scenery the years give to life is not important, or flat, or bumpy, or bumpy, or displaced, what is important is that a calm and tolerant heart treats the scenery of all these years that come.
Everyone's soul is to bear loneliness, we can only learn to be lonely, precipitate ourselves in quiet solitude, improve ourselves, condense ourselves, like this way of falling leaves, in the baptism of years, to obtain maturity, stability, calmness, generosity and indifference.
Calm down, really calm down, listen to the color of the leaves with yellow he; or scarlet, or black purple, fiddling with the sound of sunlight gold leaf, when those colored bodies, touching the blue crystal porcelain-like celestial bodies, that is the years ringing the bells of the celestial bodies, let the starlight open the eyes of the heart, the years do not grow old, life will pass through all the decaying ages.
Since the heart can't find a home, why not make the whole world home, I talk with the sunshine, pop out the golden silk of the poem, talk with the moonlight, the bright moon pine light, there is a clear spring trickling and flowing,, sing to the moon, ask the wine to the sky, take the poem as a companion, sing with Su Shi to the east of the great river, and sing with Li Bai about the autumn water and the long sky, 'dance with the snow and frost, lyrically write the colors of the vicissitudes of the world.
I know that fate's choice is destined to be a leaf-falling way, even if it is a short flight, it must draw an indomitable appearance in the sky. Even if you are stepped on, your spine will make a crisp cracking sound and laugh at the cheerfulness of life.
Even if it is burned, the fireworks will rise and circle towards the sky...
Hou Baojun, a member of the Shandong Writers Association, after 70 years, Dahou Village, Dawenkou Town, Daiyue District, Tai'an, Shandong, published works at the age of nineteen, created nearly 30 years, published a total of more than 300,000 words in various newspapers and magazines at the national and municipal levels, was reported by the special page of taishan evening newspaper in April 2019, the work won the "Chinese Literature" popularity award, the Shenzhen Municipal Propaganda Department held the National Migrant Literature Competition and won the Excellence Award, and the main works published in the provincial level are "Yellow River Poetry Newspaper", "Times Literature", "Supplement"), "Beijing Literature", "Prose Hundred" ( Second Edition), Selected Essays (Original Edition), Overseas Digest (Literary Edition), Chinese Literature, Original Edition of Western Prose, Ginseng Flower, Henan Science and Technology Newspaper, Shandong Prose, Hundred Flowers of Literature, Taishan Literature and Art, etc.
Hou Baojun, a member of the Shandong Writers Association
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