Opened the window, rushing toward us is a light rain started falling day.
I walked the streets. Street calm water, the wind blowing rain, high street wet, reminiscent of the fields and the fields, such as drizzle filled the green, and even a good harvest, food, happiness, and so the word has also climbed the forehead moment. Can not think of light rain started falling in the street would come to such a laden poetry, Aura float. My heart seemed to faint in sunlight penetration into the Jisi.
street touch of red, a red umbrella, no rain has softened a little corner. The streets in the huge, but seemed rather embarrassed, cramped. A little girl squat forward, feet a few bundles of flowers covered with rain. Through the strands of rain drift, she quietly watching from afar. I passed from her eyes, she has been aware of it, but the eye-blink. I suddenly realized that she was a Blind Girl. Squat body, I softly asked:
"little girl, how rain is also flower ah? People to buy it?"
"Yes, I have just sold two. The people who love to spend sunny days regardless of rain."
I froze a moment, feeling her words deep, and her age disproportionate.
"That sunny flower it be better? Many people, you will not be rain wet ah."
"No, in my heart, every day is a sunny day. I think the hearts of others, especially love flowers, beauty, love life, the human heart is so."
"Every day is a sunny day." I examined them to listen, taste her words. I was this common, simple language that shocked. In life, there are many ordinary people use ordinary words, the average impact of one's own actions that frustrated, helpless people. In fact, they think they frustrated and helpless people live in the sunshine rainy day without realizing it, but was really frustrated, helpless people who laid bare the truth.
rain, street, street red umbrellas, flowers and hearts of the Blind Girl, speckled sunlight to form a treasure of life, love life picture. The picture in my life where gradually solidified and dried, into a blind medicine, healing with my life, resentful, disrespectful of life. It reminds me of hard work far away in their native land farming villagers, the villagers were happy that Shakes the Barley rolling smiles, rustic cattle, full of food and people spent a sunny day one.