Author: Jiansan (Hebei Huailai)
The first light of the morning light, the soft light, contains endless warmth and hope, and paints a layer of magnificent color for the new day.
People are rare in ancient times, only drunk, life ups and downs, like a tea, bitter as tea, fragrant as tea. Fame, Poli, no dispute, no grabbing. All natural, all refined, all into the beautiful and far-reaching artistic conception, that is the elegance of life.
Today I went to see the swans, a group of six, a group of nine, a total of 15, flying from Dongtang to Xitang, and then from Xitang to Dongtang, I just don't want to leave this place.
The swan took off in the morning light, its graceful posture and light wings, which seemed to tell a kind of elegance and freedom beyond the world.
On the stage of life, the swan interprets the meaning of life with the most beautiful flying posture, and it soars in the blue sky carefree.
Two sandpipers kept foraging in this pond, and one pouted his butt and buried his head deep in the water, the first time he saw an anti-billed sandpiper foraging like this.
A mountain sparrow stood on a branch and chirped incessantly, as if telling its companions about the beauty of the early morning.
The morning light in the wilderness is as comfortable as a spring breeze, blowing through the heart and softening the time. Close your eyes, breathe deeply, let the river flow quietly, and feel the rhythm of life.
2024.04.24
Editor: Li Xunxiu/Niu Yixin/Song Zhanlin Editorial Department of "Qingyanwei Literature".