Always believe that there is a person who cares about it, and he will eventually return
No matter how thick the fog is, you should not be afraid to wander
If it was a white bird that flew over the river, it took my thoughts away.
On the other side of the river, perched into a kind of waiting.
If there is a wait that never flies away, then we will not be so confused.
Therefore, no matter how thick the fog is, it should not be feared and wandered. As long as you stick to your original position, there will always be sunshine and warmth.
It's just that there will always be snow and wind in winter, there will always be depression and loneliness, and there will always be cruel setbacks in the world of all things withering, and we are always looking and waiting.
If that white bird, from this shore to the other shore, although it is only a distance to spread its wings, it is passing shoulder to shoulder again and again.
If it were not for this river, which retained its own homeland and attachment, how could the vastness of the world withstand its own wings to measure.
It's just that we always think about returning, thinking about waiting, thinking about flying with wings.
So no matter where you fly, you will always inhabit here, even if you land alone again and again, but always believe that there is a person who is worried about it, and will eventually return.
Suzhu 2022 in Mian County
This article is the 29th 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.