Spring Fever Night

The warm afternoon was getting cold gradually. When the night came, the slight chill scattered in the night sky, but I didn’t feel much cold. Such a Night does not affect people’s interest in drinking and tasting tea. Just this spring night, I remembered Yu Dafu’s article “the evening of the spring breeze”. In that night, spring did not bring him hope, but a struggle for life. Although a kind of slight love comes in spring, life, a suffocating living environment, makes him give up the expression of love. That kind of paper is full of melancholy, and every word is hesitant, which makes it hard to imagine how to call a peaceful life in that era. For the hot and dry spring day, he hid in the attic every day to read books, and then went out for a walk at night, so that he felt that it was really hot today on the way home after receiving a payment. Maybe the spring scenery was getting old!. I couldn’t understand the hardship of Yu Dafu’s life at that time, but I felt that I could touch his embarrassment at that time. Because of the embarrassing life, like the people born in my age, I once lived there. Tonight, this spring night. I am not anxious for life, but anxious for the floating and dry heart of living in happiness. Tonight, I stared at the night sky for a long time, but my heart was choked. Why don’t I feel happy? Why don’t people feel happy now? Are people’s desires forgotten to expand infinitely, or do people have a kind of life dilemma like Mr. Yu? Everyone is sighing, but can’t find a way out. However, my little thoughts may not be able to think this thing clearly. That kind of worry of Mr. Yu I am, but it was not so deep. Since I wanted to be deeper, I could not hold it up as a woman. Facing the dilemma of the soul, it is wrapped around the heart wall like Wisteria. How can I carry it with my thin shoulder? In the blue night, the stars are like candles, bright and distant. The slightly cold night wind makes people feel comfortable. In such a night, few people raised their heads and looked up. The people who came and went around were all passing by in a hurry, and they seldom stopped to enjoy the night which was as light as a glass of sake. Facing the hesitation and sadness of spring, my heart is very weak. I can’t express what my heart wants to tell at this moment, but I like the hope given by spring. Sometimes hope is a seed. If you want it to bloom in what season, it will bloom in that season. The season you want is your spring. Even in the cold winter, it will open like a little purple orchid, full of the whole heart stream. The night with slightly heavy spring breeze is like a cup of warm tea placed on a pair of cold and slender hands, which makes people sentimental and dependent. I always want to wander in the spring night and enjoy the dizzying thoughts that spring brings to people. In such a night, the tasteless mood is like a coward child who wants to find a kind of quiet and plain happiness, but he is afraid that this kind of plain will be forgotten. Therefore, thoughts and confusion are mixed with restless mood, and with the cold spring of this night, waiting for the warm sunshine of tomorrow.

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