The twenty-eighth day of the lunar month, the sunny, clear blue sky, seems to stretch out a pen to draw everything perfectly.
Looking through the ridge of the front row, the afterglow of the warm sun, a clear light fills the world, making people unconsciously give birth to many likes.
There are not a few days left in the moon, but the warm sun is still gentle and lovely. Although tomorrow is the last solar term and the big cold, but the Spring Festival and the first day of the New Year, just connected with the big cold solar term, I don't know much, such a day of three consecutive joys, may not be able to meet every year. The big cold is a year, and our eyes are all about the year, so I want to remind you, but don't forget the big cold tomorrow.
This winter's days, there is less snow and there doesn't seem to be too deep cold. Fortunately, the winter sun comes to report every day, although it is looking forward to snow every day, but under the pure blue clear sky, enjoy the warm sun and brightness, it is also quite beautiful. If there is no snow, there will be no snow, and it is not also another beautiful idea to enjoy the snow in the next winter, and there is no need to have too much greed in life.
On the day of the year, Qing's heart is itchy, and I don't go out and walk around, first the warm sun crosses the ridge of the house, and then quietly climbs up the window, gets up, touches the ground, even the tops of the trees are hung with clear and bright sunlight, a sunny day, warms the days ago, doesn't it also shake the spirit of rushing to the hometown for the New Year?
Whether it has snow or not, we want sunny days for the New Year.
In the clear sky, a flock of pigeons flew, wanting to show their eyes, I saw three or five sparrows descending on the yard, chirping in the sun, looking at its small and delicate appearance, jumping, cheering, but provoked my big rooster, a wing, a crisp song, fluttering frightened finches flew up the wall, in the non-stop call, constantly looking around, as if curious, is a warning, after a while, spread its wings and fly.
The birds flew, leaving the silence of the small courtyard, but my heart was full of joy. Isn't it? The sun fills the house, the room is peaceful, the camellia blossoms, the orchids smile, the leaves of the green bully are like clapping hands, is it to cheer for the day, or to welcome the arrival of the new spring, by the way, maybe it is signaling to me - is your year ready?
Okay, what should I prepare.
I went, walked under the winter sun, stepped into the footsteps of the new year, and opened my heart for the New Year.
(Non Yin Year Twenty-eight)