Qin Chuan's prose "The Sound of Flowers"

The Sound of Flowers Blooming (Qinchuan)

I was in a bad mood when I went to Longquanyi to see peach blossoms. I thought that walking into a peach garden outside the colorful "city" would give my mind some comfort. However, the peach blossoms in Longquan Mountain are much dimmer than I expected. Until I climbed to the top of the mountain, I still could not escape the attack of sadness. Looking at the faint peach blossoms at the foot of the mountain and the gray sky in the distance, it seems that there is a feeling of being cheated.

It's useless to be comforted by friends, because once my mind is smeared with this lead-colored gloom, it's hard to see the brightness and beauty of this world, at least I was in this mood before that beautiful little girl appeared.

When did the little girl reach the top of the mountain? I don't care. At that time, my eyes were glassy and there was nothing in my eyes, and my heart was always churning with those unhappy past events. I had no feelings for that girl until her sweet voice appeared in my ear.

"Mom, where is this?" Her voice is beautiful, as clear and sweet as the singing of birds in spring.

"Son, you have reached the top of the mountain. You are standing on a high mountain top now. " Mother's voice is gentle and caressing.

When the little girl heard what her mother said, she jumped up and clapped her hands.

Only then did I find out that she was blind, and my heart couldn't help being pricked by a quilt needle. What a lovely little girl! She is wearing a pink dress with three corners on her head. With her excitement and cheers, braids fell on her shoulders, just like two beautiful swallows jumping in the spring breeze. Her face is pink, which makes her more like a slim peach blossom. I stared at this lovely girl with ecstasy and couldn't help sighing. -Maybe the God of Destiny itself is incomplete. No matter how beautiful things are, they will leave it with eternal defects.

So, we yearn for perfection, what is the meaning of living?

"Mom, there are many peach trees here, and there are large tracts of peach blossoms, aren't there?" The little girl asked her mother happily. From her excited words, I seem to feel the beautiful peach forest in her heart.

"Yes, son." The mother stroked the child's head.

"Oh, let me hear ... yo. Many flowers are in bloom, mom, listen, there are flowers everywhere! This voice is so beautiful, so beautiful, so gentle and soft ... "The little girl is really like a poet intoxicated in a dream, and even more beautiful.

In her poetic world, I can't help crying. I really want to tell her-there are no peach trees on the top of this mountain, and there are no lush peach blossoms (just a red poplar forest). However, I don't have the courage and don't want to break the perfect world in that beautiful girl's heart! The little girl's mother loves her children. She hugged her daughter gently and said, "Yes, son, there are many good peaches in full bloom and many beautiful butterflies dancing ..."

The little girl's smile is more brilliant. She is immersed in a perfect world that is divorced from reality. There is no gray and defect in the world, she is happy!

I'm surprised at my change. Maybe compared with a little girl, I have a pair of sound eyes, but my mind is incomplete! From this perspective, physical disability may not be the real source of life degradation and defects, but mental disability will make your life full of depression and hardship.