These days, my mind has been restless.
The sky is grey as if it had been crying, the clouds are not free, and the
air induces a certain emotion. The dusk bites into the lips of the sun,
leaving a trace of blood on the horizon, slowly dissipating. Two skies,
different emotions... the former represents the mood, the latter represents
reality.
Bathed in the sunset's afterglow, guided by my own shadow, I slowly walked
into that unfamiliar yet familiar forest - my sanctuary for the soul.
The air in the forest at dusk seems particularly clear. Even without taking
a breath, it refreshes the spirit, making it especially soothing. It
gradually releases the heart, which had been oppressed by the stress of
learning during the day, and quietly calms the heart that had been
frustrated by the world.
Walking in the forest, the chirping of birds and the fragrance of flowers
are sensed subconsciously. Thoughts of returning to nature are also realized
unconsciously. The fallen leaves and dry branches underfoot are much more
comfortable to walk on than stones and concrete. The sound of the wind and
birds, the buzz of insects, and the whisper of the leaves are much more
peaceful to listen to than the honking of cars and noisy crowds. The
flowers, grasses, and trees around me make me feel more alive than the
high-rise buildings. Even the warm glow of the moon above is much fresher
than the glaring sun.
Unknowingly, night invaded the dusk, and peace reigned over the earth, not
allowing any noise. Even so, I still chose to walk in the forest rather than
on the streets of the city. Helpless, I had to return home. Aimless, the
pale yellow light bathed me, and the occasional car horn ruthlessly
disturbed my heart. Neon lights, KTV halls, night markets, and residential
gardens, these "natural" things invisibly oppressed my mature heart, making
me feel how terrible the world is, how strong the competition is, and afraid
that one day I would be devoured by these invisible things, leaving nothing
but bones to turn into ashes.
I still prefer to keep walking in the forest, forgetting the entanglement
and worldly desires, and becoming one with nature. Because there is no
oppression, no pressure, and everything is perfect without any flaws.
As leaves return to the roots, I will choose the "forest" because it soothes
me rather than the oppression of the city. |