"Moisten things silently" composition

"Rain and wet clothes are invisible, and idle flowers fall to the ground to listen to silence." What a peaceful and far-reaching artistic conception! Liu Changqing is a farewell friend of Suzhou City, and her affectionate parting played down the raindrops. He devoted himself to expressing his feelings, leaving other things outside, keeping his friendship in his heart, being invisible in the dense drizzle, and quietly listening to the fallen flowers, which was particularly real and quite sincere. Although the drizzle is gone, the clothes are wet, and the idle flowers have fallen silently. Isn't this a way of being a man and a way of life? I can't help thinking of Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night's "Sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently". The spring rain soaks the earth like a trickle, warm and harmonious. A gentle smile will convey infinite care, a pair of strong hands will hold infinite hope, and a silent nod will give more strength to praise. However, at the end of one high-profile donation ceremony after another, in addition to the applause of the organizers, more sequelae were left to the recipients, who had to reveal their misfortunes and pains again and again, and had to cry and be grateful for the camera again and again. Irreproachable charity always adds endless burden to the mentally retarded, even invisible discrimination. Will good deeds become evil deeds? Of course not. We just need to listen to our own hearts, listen to their hearts, see the drizzle and wet clothes, and listen to the idle flowers. Rain has wet clothes, because it is invisible, so it does not make public; The flowers have fallen to the ground, so there is no burden because they can't be heard. The hand that sent the rose has a lingering fragrance. If the hand that receives the rose is still relaxed and comfortable, what a beautiful scene and what a comfortable gesture it will be! On the bus, we often see people who get up and give up their seats. We saw getting up quietly, and we heard a gentle "thank you" and "you're welcome". What a beautiful picture! But in Japan, more beautiful pictures are being staged every day. The orange disabled seats are always empty, even if the car is full of people. The old, the weak, the sick and the disabled can sit directly in the orange chair that has been empty for them for a long time, so comfortable and natural, without giving up their seats or thanking them. When foreigners cast puzzled and envious eyes, Japanese nationals have become accustomed to it. Their explanation is: "orange chairs are specially designed for people in need." If we sit and give it to them, it will increase their psychological burden. " Very simple and profound truth. No matter what we think of Japan, this is worth learning. Real concern is not a show, and sincere dedication is not a burden. Love is not a drizzle, giving is not a falling flower. Suddenly I remembered that touching TV public service advertisement: a young woman washed her feet for her long-term sick mother, and her young son followed her mother's example and brought a basin of water to wash his feet. "Mom, I'll tell you a story about a duckling-"The camera stops here, but the artistic conception lingers in the viewer's heart for a long time. Silent action, invisible example, virtue is transmitted in silence, and education grows in inaction. A thousand words are not as good as a silent action, and thousands of books is not as good as a natural example. Just like "loud and sparse sound", examples are not like drizzle, words are not like falling flowers. Caring for people is like drizzle, and educating children is like falling flowers, but what's wrong with the closest relatives and beloved partners? Whenever the sun sets, I always feel a little surprised and moved when I see the old people strolling around the yard hand in hand. Life has been bumpy for decades, but it is more about love and interdependence. Quietly covering each other at night, the biggest piece of meat was handed over between the two meals without trace-there was no scream in the novel, no earth-shattering in the TV series, and the old couple only cared silently and fell in love lightly. When love becomes a habit, when understanding becomes a nature, their feelings will moisten their hearts like a drizzle, like falling flowers. Good and quiet, great love is invisible! "Rain and wet clothes are invisible, and idle flowers fall to the ground to listen to silence." Reciting it again, I don't think it means longer and the artistic conception is deeper. Doing good is silent, and the recipient is natural; The godson is invisible, and the son has his own talent; Love is invisible, and love becomes joy! What is the reason? Because drizzle is gentler and denser than rainstorm, idle flowers are more common and closer than roses. At this point, I have a poem: it rains continuously every day, better than a long drought when it rains, and flowers are flying all over the sky! The drizzle is endless, and the idle flowers are flying!