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As May begins, the scorching heat already envelops the sky
of this city. Like most people on weekends, the hustle and bustle outside
the window couldn't wake me up from my sleep in the morning. Silence
pervades the entire room.
As the curtains slowly sway, the afternoon sun is unusually dazzling.
Busyness makes us forget or change some habits. When I open the book on the
table that I can't remember the last time I lightly folded the corner of, I
suddenly feel a sense of long-lost, comfortable, and leisurely feeling. When
I read the sentence "Who is the most important person in your life," I will
list a long list of names in my mind. These people are indispensable in my
life. There is no need to deliberately sort them or cross out their names
one by one with a pen in my mind. If I need to pick out the most important
person for me, there is no need to deliberately think about it. The name has
long existed in my subconscious.
Life may change me, but only you have made me who I am because I am me
first. The gestation of all things cannot be separated from the mother body.
The process of gestating life is long and arduous. Spring is you, like a
drizzle that moistens everything silently irrigating the earth, making every
kind life full of growth desires. Summer is you, giving warmth to the
mountains of rice in the sunshine. The golden rice ears hum and sing low in
the gentle breeze. Autumn is you, and life breeds life again and again. The
harvests make life more colorful and fragrant. Winter is also you, and the
memories that have been aged freeze into the joy and hope on the corners of
the mouth in the world of snowflakes. The change of seasons and the cycle of
life leave imprints on your face. The white temples witness your long-term
endurance. Only the expression of a slight smile with a deep gaze in the
distance carries endless concerns and missings, passing them on to your
children through the moon in the sky. Young people alone in a foreign land,
smiling at the moon!
On such days, time and space no longer have a distant distance. Blood is the
bond between us. No matter when and where, we will not be able to cut it
off. In this life, you are destined to be the most important person in my
life. On this night, with the gentle moonlight, I learned from a phone call
that the laurel tree in front of the door often has green leaves. Everything
is well, and that is enough! |
