The sun lifted its last rays of light from those beautiful parks, the moon rose from the sky, and the gentle moonlight poured on the park. I sat under the tree and watched the rapidly changing sky. Through the gaps in the branches, looking up at the stars in the night sky, like silver coins sprinkled on a blue carpet, in the distance, you can hear the sound of running water from mountain streams and streams.
The bird searched for shelter among the dense foliage, and the flower closed her sleepy eyes. In the midst of all the silence, I heard soft footsteps on the grass, and fixed my eyes on a young man walking toward me with a girl. They sat down under a lush tree. I can see them, but they can't see me.
The young man looked around and said, "Sit down, my dear, please sit beside me." You say! Laugh! Your smile is a symbol of our future. You're happy! The whole era cheered for us.
My heart says to me that doubting your heart, doubting love is a sin, my dear! Soon you will be the master of all the possessions of this vast world illuminated by the silver moonlight, the master of a palace comparable to a royal palace.
I will ride my horse and take you around the world; I will drive my car and accompany you in and out of dance halls and casinos. Smile, my dear, like the gold in my treasure trove! You look at me, look at me like my father's jewels.
Listen, my dear! If I don't pour out my heartfelt feelings to you, my heart won't be at peace. We will celebrate the Honeymoon Year. We have to bring a lot of gold with us, on the shores of Lakes in Switzerland, in Italian resorts, next to the Palace of the Nile, under the verdant fir trees of Lebanon to spend our honeymoon year. You will meet the noble princesses, Lady Kuo, and your dress will certainly cause them to be jealous. I'm going to give you all this, aren't you still not satisfied? yes! How sweetly you laughed! You smile as if my destiny were smiling. ”
After a while, I saw them walking leisurely, stepping on the flowers on the ground like the feet of a rich man trampling on the hearts of the poor.
They disappeared from my vision while I was thinking about the place of money in love. I think that money is the source of human evil; love is the source of happiness and light. I have been wandering the stage of these ideas. Suddenly I found two figures passing in front of me, sitting on the grass not far away. These are a pair of young men and women who have come from the other side of the farmland. There are farmers' huts on the other side of the farmland.
After a sad silence, with a long sigh, I heard the words coming out of the mouth of a tuberculosis patient: "Honey! Wipe away your tears, supreme love has opened our eyes to make us its admirers. It is it that gives us patience and strength. Dry your tears! Be patient, now that we have formed a dear companion. For the sake of good love, we have to endure the torment of poverty, the pain of misfortune, the bitterness of parting.
In order to get a sum of money that I can get in front of you, so that I can spend the years to come, I must fight the sun and the moon. Dear ones, God is the embodiment of that supreme love, He will receive our laments and tears like an incense candle, and He will give us proper rewards. I'm going to say goodbye to you, my dear! I couldn't wait for the moonlight to fade. ”
Then I heard a kind and fiery voice interrupt the long, sad sigh. It was the voice of a gentle maiden, who poured out all the passionate love, the pain of parting, and the joy of bitterness that lay in her heart: "Goodbye, dear! ”
After saying that, they parted. I sat under that tree, and many secrets of this wonderful universe were exposed to me, asking me to extend a hand of sympathy.
At that time, I stared at the sleeping nature for a long time. So I found there something boundless, something that could not be bought with money; something which could not be washed away by the tears of autumn bleakness; something which could not be snuffed out by the bitterness of winter; something which could not be found on the shores of Lake Geneva, in the resorts of Italy; which was so strong and indomitable, so vibrant in spring, and fruitful in summer. I saw love there.
