The brightest light: winter solstice, dedicated to Zhengzhou love porridge shed

The author | Zhu Peilun

I went to that lamp

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Walk at the end of the twilight

Silence covered all the hustle and bustle

The heartbeat seemed to alarm the morning dew

The breath of the city is a bit windy

Only the gaze drawn by love

In that beam of light

Look for a warm direction

It was the brightest light in the world

There are streams singing for you in spring

In summer there are a hundred flowers for you to scent

Autumn has gold to dress you up

Winter has songs to ward off frost for you

That faint lamp

In the years when the seasons rotate

Always radiant

In that soft light and shadow

The heart is always so bright

There is nothing purer than the grass washed by morning dew

What could be more dignified than a frost-beaten chrysanthemum

It's on this silent street corner

It's in this dust

Those eyes were so clear

Those hands held up hope

Open the closed window of the mind

Let this hymn of life be made

Bring in the light of dawn to sing for you

I just want to pack that beam of light

Life is no longer wandering

A heart wrapped in love

Never get lost in the night again

When the wind blows through the cheeks

When the back is dragged into a myth

The brightest light

Has blended into the morning light

Illuminate every corner of the city

Under the hustle and bustle of the eaves

That gushing warm current

Flowing in the sea of people

That light

Thus began the chapter of dawn