Every time I move forward, it is a baptism of my heart. With eternal feelings, silence becomes the attachment and thinking of love. I sit silently, with an eternal thought, lingering around my years again and again, unknowingly. , and he has fallen deeply into it.

Every time I move forward, it is a baptism of the heart

With eternal feelings, silence becomes the attachment and thinking of love

I sit in silence, with an eternal thought, lingering around my years again and again, I don’t know Before he knew it, he had fallen deeply into it.

Those thoughts are as monotonous as white clouds, stretching their own feelings in the sky, so white and light, like rainbows passing through the river of time, remembering the wind and rain, and yearning for brilliance.

Our days are as quiet as autumn water. After every ravine flowing through the years, the scars are submerged and a new journey begins. Every time we move forward, it is a baptism of the heart.

There are so many stories hidden in these scars. We understand our inner expectations and the difficulty of the road, so our quiet thoughts are always bumpy on the road.

Many years later, we will pick up today and see today's clouds and flowing water. The sadness that arises inadvertently will quietly pass by, using an eternal feeling, silently turning into nostalgia and love. thinking.

Jingxin Jianyu 2022 in Mian County

This article is Chapter 75 of Jingxin Jianyu's long prose poem "The Fragrance of Tea in Life", with a total of 80 chapters. Welcome to Jingxin Simplified Chinese poetry review column "Bamboo Garden Poetry - Quiet Years, Poetic Life". Original work, infringement is strictly prohibited.