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Letter from Kasuga
Peng Jingwen
Passing by the library this morning, I inadvertently found that the row of bare branches in the winter was already covered with dark green branches, which reminded me that Lichun had been some time, and the world was about to usher in the Yangchun March. Probably during the holidays, the rhythm of life was disrupted, and I was dazed and idle all day, unaware of the footsteps of spring.
In a few days, the door can finally not be wrapped tightly, the mouth can not produce steaming white gas, the small stalls selling baked sweet potatoes gradually disappeared, the ground is no longer always covered with messy yellow leaves, the cold wind blows, the desolation is in front of you, the cold is miserable. Spring returns to the earth, everything recovers, the snow on the distant mountains has been slowly melted with the spring light, and the tender green of the mountains has begun to dominate the earth. I rejoice at the arrival of spring, and my heart surges with comfort, like a drifter who has experienced a storm on the sea for half a century and finally sees the coast where the flowers bloom in all seasons. It is probably the power of the long-lost life in front of me that I really feel that the cold winter has passed and the spring is coming.
This winter seems to be unusually long, hoping and hoping, and finally it is almost the spring of March. The ice and snow have melted, flowing into the rivers and rivers, flowing into the sea and never returning. Soon the fields will be lush, colorful and fragrant. What does spring look like? The ancients were very romantic, "spring water is blue in the sky, painting boats to listen to rain sleep", even if it is still the beginning of spring, and reading these two sentences my eyes seem to have been full of spring scenery, a "bi" appeared in my eyes vividly, turning into a river of green spring water and a night of tender spring rain. Suddenly I thought of the phrase "the moon is in hand, and the flowers are full of clothes", inside the wall, the heart has long been filled with the ideal field imagined by the imagination - a large area of rape flowers swaying neatly and densely with the wind, the wind is warm, the sky is clear, the white clouds are hiding behind the mountains, the spring breeze blows the earth, and the golden rapeseed petals fall with the wind and cover the fields, which is the romance of spring alone. It's the busy day of the bees and butterflies again, and the industrious little guards are busy collecting honey, flying lively among the rape flowers, jubilant, and enjoying the grand annual ceremony of spring. Everything in the world is looking forward to the costumes of spring, spring is like a playful girl, it will not bloom its prosperous face overnight, it hides in Tibet, and brings a surprise party to the world one after another.
This morning I found that the unknown tree outside the window was full of delicate white flowers, and the tea tree flowers were also blooming, and the red flowers were lying on their backs in the middle of the dark green leaves, and a few drops of morning dew were attached to the silky petals, which were all spring spirits, adding some bright and lively tones to the human world. It was as if the arrival of spring was always so quiet, quietly undetected. If winter is the disaster of all things in the world, then spring should be a surprise given by nature to all things in the world, soothing the hearts of all things, telling people that winter will eventually pass away, and spring will come as promised. There was still a rain, and then all things rejoiced and boiled, and the creatures who had never seen the spring light broke through the earth under the ensemble of rain and thunder, and they grew tender buds under the silent moisture of the spring rain, emitting the unique breath of spring, and noisily announcing the end of the cold winter years in the fine and gentle spring rain.
The spring sun is warm, the rain is wet and the winter dust is coming, and the face of spring is becoming clearer and clearer. The wind next to your ears is the soothing of spring to the suffering beings in the cold winter, and the purple and red that spread over the mountains is the kiss of spring to the world. After the rain passes, the grass and trees grow, and all things will be reborn in the feast of spring.
Spring is full of spirituality, spring is suitable for reading, grass and trees are long, and people's hearts should also be accompanied by the rebirth of all things, facing the light and growing upwards. The sight of spring and vitality made me understand that the spring of nature is also the spring of life. Spring is the beginning of the four seasons, so why not give everyone the opportunity to start over? The regrets of the past cannot be traced, you may wish to let go of yesterday's unsatisfactory, grasp this great spring color, meet the hope of the upward growth of everything in the world, and bravely pursue the ideal spring hidden in your heart. "Chasing the wind and chasing the moon, Mo stays, and at the end of Pingwu is spring mountain." Young people should not be arrogant or impatient, they should be as vigorous as this spring color, they should not be afraid of the difficulties ahead, they should believe, they should wait, they should pursue.
The stars are frosted, and the spring light is difficult to come again. In the name of youth, I have a romantic pact with spring, and I honor it in spring.
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Source: Sichuan Provincial Local History Work Office
Author: Peng Jingwen (Class 3, Class 2020, Faculty of Literature and Music arts, Yibin University)
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