Because it is love, I want to give you everything that is beautiful in my heart
We will eventually return to reality, to the plainness of day after day
In the early morning, a flock of wild ducks greets the morning sun and floats on the river. The feathers cut through the fan-shaped ripples, opening up a vast imagination.
Early anglers paint themselves as a silhouette, throw their hooks into the river, and circle the sun.
Thousands of miles into the morning glow, trembling in the fine ripples of the river, are poems written on the surface of the water.
The distant mountains loomed in the fog, like a subtle poem, hidden beyond my gaze, but I was incorporated into my bosom.
One of my poems fell, and under the morning sun, I felt as if I were the rising sun, with a youthful look, writing romantic love words.
How much beauty is there to have with you? Just like in this morning glow, I want to be with you and bathe in the morning light.
Because it is love, I want to give you everything that is beautiful in my heart. Just like in the beginning, whether you love me or not, you want to love you well.
The morning sun is gradually rising, the light is fading, and the ordinary days are like a faded sky, vast and long, and we will eventually return to the truth, return to the plainness of day after day.
Suzhu 2022 in Mian County
This article is the 18th chapter of Su Zhu's long prose poem "The Tea Fragrance of Life", and the full text is 80 chapters. Welcome to the bamboo poetry review column "Bamboo Garden Poetry - Idyllic Years, Poetic Life". Original works, infringement is strictly prohibited.