The sunset is particularly gentle, and everything in the world is romantic.
On the last day of October, I arrived at Huangjiawa Village in the Datong volcanic group. At this moment, the autumn atmosphere is already strong, and the earth has already been dyed with a layer of golden. However, there is an unexpected green here. There is a green grassland here, like a piece of jade quietly hidden by nature in this season, emitting vitality and energy.
On the grassland, two big trees hold hands, with their heads resting on their heads, standing quietly. They seem like lovers, lost in the afterglow of the setting sun, speaking silent vows. The sunlight shone on their branches and leaves, creating a soft halo that was breathtakingly beautiful. I stood not far away, silently gazing at them, and an inexplicable emotion surged in my heart.
At this moment, the sunset is just right. The brilliant colors are like a spilled palette, red, orange, yellow, purple... interwoven together, forming a dreamlike picture. And these two trees, in the colorful sunset, are as brilliant as summer trees, incredibly brilliant. Their branches and leaves sway gently in the breeze, as if dancing with the sunset and showcasing their beauty and resilience to the world.
Remembering the poem by Indian poet Tagore: "Life is as brilliant as summer flowers, and death is as serene as autumn leaves." Summer flowers are brilliant, which is the passionate bloom of life. Autumn leaves are peaceful and beautiful, it is the calm return of life. And summer trees have both the splendor of summer flowers and the calmness of autumn leaves. They grow freely in summer, decorating the world with their own green color. In this autumn, even facing the fate of withering, I still stand tall and proud, not losing my brilliance.
Looking at the two big trees in front of me, I fell into contemplation. In this complex world, we are often busy with trivial matters, chasing fame and fortune, but neglecting the most authentic things in life. Can we, like these two big trees, stick to our original aspirations and bloom with the brilliance of life in the passage of time?
The sunset gradually sets in the west, and the sunset gradually dissipates. The figures of those two big trees are deeply imprinted in my mind. They are each other's guardians of life, telling the stories of time with silence
Born like a summer tree, let us grow passionately like a summer tree on the journey of life, bravely face it, and bloom with the brilliance of life in the flow of time, fearless of wind and rain, fearless of the passing years