Sakura in my heart

I heard that the cherry blossoms in the park are in bloom, and they are as red as fire. They are large and beautiful.

This is the news that I overheard at the breakfast restaurant. Although many diners at that time only regarded it as a conversation piece, I was the only one who took it very seriously and decided to go and have a look.

The park is not far from the breakfast shop. You can walk there in less than ten minutes without taking a car. Just like this, with the joy of looking at flowers, with the expectation of spring, and stepping on the tiny spring sunshine, I am heading towards the park. One street and two turns gradually shorten the distance between me and the flowers.

Unknowingly, I looked far away and saw a large field of cherry blossoms in front of me, fiery red, like balls of flames, igniting on the rocks and mounds. A few black shadows are like young swallows, shuttling between flames. Don't think too much, they must be tourists enjoying themselves. What’s even more eye-catching is that there is a patchwork circle of dark green on the outside of the park. It should be the masterpiece that Xiang Zhang used as a pen to point out. From time to time, some small objects float over the masterpiece. It’s the rise and fall of paper kites.

The distance has completely become a temptation, and the beauty of one place is better than what I heard.

But when I stood at the entrance of the park and stared quietly at the plants and trees in front of me, I felt extremely disappointed.

To see large tracts of cherry blossoms, you must first remove the word "large tracts". As far as the eye can see, there are only sparse cherry blossoms blooming among the rocks and mounds. I can't say that red is better than fire. At most, the flowers are red. It turns out that I mistakenly mistook the surrounding billboards, slogans and other objects as cherry blossoms extending outward. It is true that tourists are everywhere, but they are not flying as lightly as swallows. They are chatting on the ground, sitting on wooden benches, or walking leisurely. Their lazy style is in sharp contrast with the vegetation competing for spring. . Fortunately, there are two or three children in the wide area of ??the park, happily flying paper kites, carrying their hearts that are riding the wind to the blue sky...

Some scenery in the world is only suitable for distant places. Look, you'll be disappointed if you get close.

Just as I was wandering in my thoughts, suddenly, the conversation between a mother and daughter beside me broke the dull atmosphere. The little girl pointed to the petals of the cherry blossoms on the ground and asked, "Mom, why do the petals fall?"

The little girl's mother raised her head slightly and did not rush to respond. However, I saw the little girl's anxiety, so she asked again.

"Because the flower is thin!" Her mother continued, "The petals will fall off when the flower is thin! You see, those fat and strong flowers will not fall off, at least Now it is..."

Yes, the petals of life are not like this. When there is no dream of spring as support, they lose the power of growth and can only move towards the fate of falling. On the branch of life, in order to become a landscape, only by constantly absorbing nutrients, enriching the heart, and strengthening the bones can the petals grow stronger and the flowers bloom more energetically.

Perhaps, this is the cherry blossom that is truly redder than fire in my heart!