Home is always home, and everything about it is unique,
emanating a faint milk fragrance. Winter quietly arrives in my hometown of
Chaozhou, although it lacks the "extremely moisturizing" snow of the
Jiangnan region or the "like powder, like sand, fluttering in the whirlwind"
snow of the north, it still exudes a fascinating radiance.
What is the happiest thing in winter? Some people may say sleeping in,
others may say eating hot pot... but in my opinion, the happiest thing in
winter is to have a warm sun.
When the sun just comes out, take a walk outside. At this time, my hometown
is like a waking up from a dream, with a natural beauty that needs no
makeup. Use our eyes to observe the expressions and stories it hides in the
dawn. While everything is still asleep, softly say "good morning" to it.
As the sun rises, all things wake up from their slumber. The river sings all
the way, under the sun, like a transparent green silk ribbon, gently tossed
at the foot of the mountain. The willow trees by the river stretch out their
tender green leaves, as if greeting the sun. The grass under the trees
stands up happily, blinking their eyes at the sun. Their lush green
appearance is so lovely! Farmers start to work in the fields again, humming
beautiful music in their mouths. Children run to the grassland to play and
frolic, basking in the warm sun, their joyful laughter echoing in the air...
as if there is only joy and happiness in the world, without any trace of the
winter's coldness.
In winter, I have a habit of basking in the sun in the afternoon. I remember
that since I was a child, I liked to quietly lie in my grandmother's arms,
watching the sun, listening to the sun, touching the sun, letting the rare
warmth of winter spread all over my body, and revealing a smile of happiness
and satisfaction. Perhaps this is how I gradually fell in love with the
winter sun, so the habit of sunbathing has been preserved until now. The
winter sun is always particularly intimate, shining brightly on the earth,
warming people's hearts.
Basking in the sun, immersed in the breeze, walking under the blue sky, I
gaze into the distance, searching and contemplating. People should be like
the winter sun, adding a touch of brilliance to the winter. |