Little Thoughts as I Roaming in the Park

As the sunshine is rarely bright in the winter, it is a wonderful time to enjoy the uncommon moment. In the spring the sky is extremely blue, but now the sky is not as sweet as in spring while it has the exceptional characters. It is clear as sometime the cool wind blow over your face that you could realize it is in the winter. With the music come from my Bluetooth headsets I can sit on the bench in the park and read some book. The residual vine of the morning glory still twine thought the rusty barbed wire and I sit in the corner of the park with a buttonwood beside me. I get a cup of milk tea and peer into the people passing by in a hurry.

At that moment I feel if 50 years later we meet again, you are no longer you and I will no longer be me. The people passed by may get a glance to each other and never meet again. It is as sorrow as the rhythm from my Bluetooth headsets and I am glad at least I have music that never be changed. How sweet if we meet each other years later and still can touch the vicissitudes of each other and recognize the appearance. At this moment I think about the friends in the college and hope them would have a good time.

Turning around to have a scanning everything looks so good. Maybe it could not be classified as winter, sometimes when you at the moment you may think about the opposite situation. When you in summer you may think winter would be good with the cool weather while in winter you may think it is fine to go swimming if you are not a hobbyist of winter swimming. In Africa there are only wet and dry seasons. The rainy season go farming and have the harvest, the dry season is the time for pleasure. Round and round year after year while if unfortunate rainy season delays in the year food would be consumed, soon and famine began to spread. Although the living condition is tough in the Africa the creatures are still thriving on that mysterious land. This is the miracle of life and everything on the earth has regular life follow the nature. To find the hope of life is the mission, like the withered morning glory on the barbed wire, it would come to live the next year and everything looks good at that time.

If life could be chosen I would like to stay forever in my childhood. If not, unfortunately to realize that we had been experience too much through too many years. Turn off the Bluetooth headsets and go back to the daily life. It is time to look back and look forward the future as you the past time teaches us that much the future would not let us down.