Rain Rhythm

My heart is like a vast ocean, boundless I have grown up under the blessings of mountains and seas since I was a child. The old houses in the old village are by the river, with big trees lining the front and back, and a green backyard carefully taken care of by my grandmother. I often look out the window and see a lush forest. My grandmother is from Wutong Mountain, and I was raised by her, so the urgency of life is wrapped in a touch of willfulness, as if I should belong to the rough land, float and sink with the wind, and sprout along the path of freedom. Later, more of the background of life became natural. I am constantly looking for a "peach blossom garden" where I can escape from the big city and a more "wilderness" lifestyle. On the secluded mountain coast far away from the city, the boundaries of the seasons disappear here scattered. After catching the spring rain, the strong summer spirit is brewing. The mountains behind are filled with waves of comfort The emerald shadow of my heart, the blue waves of the waves, long live the boundless freedom. In mountains and seas, one will always be moved by simple sincerity. I broke away from the gloomy crowd, stayed with the mountains and forests, and returned to the sea with all the rivers, to reach the place where I belong and get along with my fresh self. I opened the floor-to-ceiling windows and fell asleep with a vast expanse of peaceful blue as my pillow. Occasionally, the sound of waves penetrates my childhood, and when I wake up, the world becomes clear.