Lightness is a state of mind, just like a cup of tea and the curl of smoke. If it is light, it will be beautiful; if it is light, it will be clean. Indifference is an attitude. The right one is indifferent, and the wrong one is also indifferent. She smiled softly, and happiness swelled faintly in her dimples. Light actually means being alive, it is the happiness that can only be felt after experiencing strong coffee. Leaning on the bed, the smell of books is fragrant. When I feel tired, I dream of the Red Mansion.
There are still so many indescribable things that cannot be said, such as the tender green of spring, the laughter of children, the dresses of summer, the boy facing the wind, the fallen leaves of autumn, the shallow memories, the sunset of winter, and the warm stove. Like a mother throughout the year, the wrinkles gradually deepen, and the time flies, taking away the impulse, shallowness, bloodiness, great sorrow and pain, leaving behind the pebbles smoothed by time, scattered and dotted with light bonsai.
I caressed the short scar on the back of the violin, gently, but I could never touch it. I only knew that the tone was as bright as ever, and I just hoped that in my hands, it would slowly become softer, and my meditation would slowly fly in the fresh air with the aria on the G string.