The memory in the heart

I really want to leave a colorful picture in the late autumn season. Even if it is not yet the result, I will be satisfied with the residual flowers that are low and low, because its existence adds a colorful color to life. I don't pay much attention to the results. The process of having a poetic and artistic expression is the biggest gain.

I once hoped to finish this life intersection with ease and pleasure in the most chic and trend-like way. I hope that I can realize my dreams and make my life rich and beautiful. The world's unsatisfactory things are often eighty-nine, often contrary to expectations, I actually spent the lonely autumn with the lost loneliness.

In order to see the green life, I have waited for the heart to dry up; I have been waiting for many years in order to find my own green in the season when the dry branches and the sky are full. I used to think bored: What is my predecessor? Maybe it’s just a group of lonely geese, maybe the old ship that was lost in the sea, maybe...

Isn’t the coldness of past lives not enough? Is it destined to see it, and not get a green heart and a feeling of fragrance? No, because the past has become a smog, people can not live in the shadows of the past, not to mention the fact that I have never existed before.

In the late autumn, this old season is about to disappear, but the thick chill is getting deeper and deeper, and the color of baldness is more gray; the green spot in my heart shows a vibrant landscape.

Green, your fresh and elegant style, exists in my heart forever and ever.

First day: Zhang Jingyu