On October day, clouds are covered with clouds and the cold wind constantly swept everything. Orange Tree sways in the cold wind, resisting the cold wind strongly. Several villagers sat in the cold wind while drinking tea while talking about the past. I sat at the desk, burying my head and writing something. I raised my head and thought for a while, but couldn't figure out anything.
I stood up, walked to the windowsill, looked up at the view outside the window, hoping to get inspiration from these views. I stood alone at the window, looking at several villagers. They were white-haired and retired. In my spare time, several people were immersed in memories of the past together, with a cheerful look on their faces.
I looked at these villagers and felt extremely lonely in my heart, and sorrow grabbed my heart tightly. I raised my palm alone and looked at the sad clouds all over the sky, feeling particularly helpless. I really want to avoid these storms in life, but I have nowhere to hide. I have to face these storms in life bravely.
I thought about this and a warm breath was created in the depths of my heart. This warm breath filled my heart bit by bit, making my heart full. Time flies, and there are calls deep in my heart, calling out my inspiration and courage, so that I will no longer be bound in loneliness, and I will not avoid these unpredictable winds and rains and move forward bravely.
I firmly gained my heart and knew myself. My life was like a gust of wind, floating towards a distant place.
Wei Guofeng
2022.10.04
