Stretching and flowing, rhythmic notes linger in our ears, like warm sunshine, swaying in the breeze. Every relationship is not smooth all the way, with wind and rain, thorns, injuries and tears, because we really care about each other, but also because we are inadvertently selfish, because we are afraid of losing each other and cherishing after forgiveness. True feelings are not quiet but still together after quarreling, not without heartache. The heartbeat is only a temporary beauty. Only when you understand it can you never leave it for life. You can wander in silence, watch the dead stems and leaves, stand alone in the wind, curl up and disappear the fragrance, gather the lonely scenery into a pool of elegance and Zen in a few shades of green, and enjoy this quiet and graceful artistic conception, just like watching a lotus flower.
Appreciate the rime pine fluttering in the wind along the Tsing Yi River, just like a white-haired witch, flying in the breeze, looking at the snow bowl in the west, praying for good weather in the coming year, overlooking the snowy plateau and Mount Everest, with unlimited scenery. The Yarlung Zangbo River turns the sincerity of spring, summer and autumn into the best wishes, and flows to the north and south of the motherland, holding the snow lotus on the Tianshan Mountains and picking it one after another. Pick a shy red maple and give it to a sonorous chrysanthemum in Ao Shuang. May winter be warm, happy, happy and sweet, and all the best, bathed in bright sunshine. May the cause flourish, hand in hand on the waterfront, brewing ancient poems, standing in the smoke of residual leaves, holding hands and looking at each other, facing the sunshine in the flowers of the years, with different kinds of reds and unique flowers.