This article is transferred from: Tonight News
Fairbanks ushered in the end of the new green season, and the pace of early summer was approaching.
At dusk, I was busy collecting dead branches and preparing to light a bonfire at my door. From all directions came the cry of red squirrels. There was no trace of snow on the forest carpet, only round feces were left. They belong to the moose in winter. I can't help wondering when such a big animal passed near my home?
The touch of the wind on my cheeks has also become soft. I can clearly feel that the new season is coming. I have lived in Alaska for 15 years, but I still like the seasons in this land. The circulation of the four seasons is as clear as turning the pages of a book.
People's mood is really funny. Because it will be hopelessly affected by the trivial daily life, but also can be excited by the gentle wind and the early summer breath. The human heart is so profound, but also incredibly shallow. The reason why people can live must have this humble contribution.
(Japan) Daofu Xingye (excerpted from the Traveling Wood)
Published in: Beijing
