Look at the water in the river

Look at the water in the river

Some people love the rough sea, some people love the quiet lake, and I have a special liking for the endless river since I was a child, especially the water in the river.

I often stand on the old pontoon and hold the stone railings overlooking the river under my feet. Whenever there is wind and clear weather, the river surface can reflect the color of the sky at a certain angle. I used to see a flowing blue light, yes, flowing. The lake water may be more clear, more beautiful, and more realistic to reflect the white clouds of the sky, like a mirror, it is still. It feels that the world is stable, it enjoys everything that is calm, it sinks into it, and it no longer sways, or says, no longer dares to go.

But the water in the river is not like this.

What kind of road is ahead? The river does not know. But no matter how thorns are, it never lifts up or stays on the spot, let alone retreat. Even if the scenery on the shore is beautiful again, it will never stop moving forward.

I once saw on the old pontoon that the five- or six-year-old child threw the flowers in his hand to the river and watched the flowers in the river go away. I once thought that if the flowers are thrown to the sea, it will instantly devour the flowers, and then roll up the layers of waves, throwing the large pieces of jade on the cliff into dust and debris, and greedily I want to make the world as my own.

But the water in the river is not like this.

The river flows slowly, and the blessings that people give are left without saying a word. It is nothing more than that. It never wants to accumulate the seawall of the world.

I have been thinking about the water in the river for a long time. For the sake of human beings, we should also be like rivers, but we should not be afraid of the future, nor be greedy and lose ourselves.

Now, do you still think it is just water in the river? Don't you want to go to the spirit of it is at least the goal of our study?

I want to praise the water in the river loudly! Let those who are timid to enjoy the calm of the lake; let those who are greedy and snobbish to praise the so-called "fearless" of the sea; let them laugh and despise the river! At least, I want to praise the water in the river loudly!

The slight wind blows up the weeping willows by the river, and the blossoming ripples on the flowing river water are passed down layer by layer, just like drumming flowers...

Third day: Gong Yu