With a gentle glance, what you see is the sweetness of the long stream; when you raise your eyes for a moment, you see the gentle first appearance of the sun. I still remember the touch of goose yellow in the fragrant path of the small garden that winter; when I saw it when I was young, it was like a dragonfly touching water. Sugar haws, bamboo dragonfly, every unintentional move and thing contains hidden joy that is not easy to detect. After many years, the familiar facial features are soaked in the tenderness of time; meeting them again when they are young is like the joy of first meeting them. The most important thing is that the years are worry-free, which makes me happy.
Intention: accompany and protect, wait and grow.