│Light, my light, the world-filling light, the eye-kissing light, heart-sweetening light!│

This is June 17.

The weather is good.

The air is smelled of sunshine and dried grass.

The sky is delicate like a vivid painting decorating with pure clouds swinging in summer breeze. The color is wet, but gay.

Birds on branches are laughing, singing their celebration of new birth.

And I, walking in the valley admire the masterpiece of nature.

The sprouts are shocked, trembling.

Olivine leaves spinning their graceful bodies fall on the rough path.

Worms and insects wait in a roll, selecting tasty lunch.

White butterflies flap their wings artfully to keep light bodies in balance.

And I, meditating of my full heart decide whether I should give up or not.


﹝請不要任意引用，這是蕎蕎辛苦寫的噢。﹞