Chapter 271: , Walking with Love Part Six

(Because..., I want to say a few words to my friends before writing the novel)

What is love? Love is the mother's melodious lullaby by the cradle, yet this person cannot forever sit in the cradle!

Love is sunshine, but when that sunshine is blocked by Wu Yun, where does one seek light and warmth?

Love is floral fragrance, yet this world cannot find an ever‑unfading flower; when the flower wilts, does love wilt as well?

Love is doing good to others, love is not remembering others' wrongs, love is tolerance and forbearance, love is mutual embrace, love is…………………………………………………………………………………!!

This person is indeed a riddle. Within this riddle lie many unknown things.

Life itself is also an eternal unsolvable riddle.

If love is a flower, then life is the tree of that flower.

In the world around me, I often can smell the fragrance of love's flowers. This fragrance of love gives me a signpost of hope on every leg of my journey.

I understand, I am clear—here, there, in the distance; there is still fragrance, still beauty, still love.

Friend, as I say these words, outside the window the fallen red is scattered, the flying fluff is hazy, I hear birds chirping wildly in the trees. Spring is bidding farewell to the earth; how I wish she would depart slowly, just as she arrived slowly.

And at this moment, my heart holds only color and sound——

The color of spring, the sound of birds.

This color is beautiful; this sound is harmonious.

For within this color and sound lie nature's love for humanity, and humanity's love for nature.

Love, does it not also include harmony?

At this moment, the cuckoo has not yet cried blood, the swallow has not yet flown sideways over the river. But I know they will come soon, just as I know that youth has already passed——

"All the hesitation and stumbling in life

They all seem to manifest and question at this moment

The sword aura is chilling and cold, the twilight presses in……………?

(Wishing you a day of good luck and good mood, friend!)