Chapter 685: January 22: Buddy, what should I say?

January 22: Buddy, what should I say?

January 22: Buddy, what should I say?

Moonlight, very faint. In the faint moonlight, I walked back and forth. The north Wind continued to blow, the tree branches sang in the forest, the birds remained silent on the branches.

However, I am not the singing tree branches, nor the silent birds. I am a wandering shadow in the moonlight, a short shadow.

Night, very Stillness. Except for the singing tree branches in the forest, you can hardly sense any sound.

The silent world, ah, at this moment, became an expanse of deepStillness sea.

The sea in the faint moonlight fell asleep.

I wandered alone by the sea.

In the haze, it seemed there was an old man called Tagore who said to me——

Don't hide your heart's secret, my friend! Tell me, tell it secretly to me alone. You, this deepStillness, gentle, humble, uncovetous, cautious person. My heart will hear your words, not my ears.

nightStillnessStillness's, moon alsoStillnessStillness's. Only the tree branches in the forest by the sea are singing.

Buddy, what should I say?

Is it about winter? Or about spring?

Winter, besides snow, there is nothing else to talk about; but that winter that just passed had no snow; as for this spring? Besides flowers, what else could be fresh? But this spring that has just arrived, the flowers have not yet bloomed.

WindStillness came down.

I know I will not win, but I will also not withdraw from the struggle.

Moonlight is waiting, multitude of stars are waiting! Brightness day is waiting, the future is waiting. Waiting for me to put myself on the line, waiting for me to destroy my own struggle! Waiting for me to gain victory from utter defeat!