Chapter 687: January 24th: Untitled

January 24th: Untitled

January 24th: Untitled

Crescent moon buried by Wu Yun. This Wu Yun, like a vengeful spirit, always cannot get past the Brightness moon. Just like many good people in this world, they always suffer from the bad people's qi. When seeing those people like the Brightness moon, buried by black clouds, life cannot shine forth its radiance; sometimes they cover their faces and sigh, ponder: Is this arrangement by the Creator fair?

"Your brightness is struggled out of the darkness," seeing the crescent moon occasionally appear from Wu Yun, I think this way again. However, my vision remains entirely hazy.

In the hazy, it seems I hear the sound of flowers blooming: "Spring has come, my fragrance is about to break through winter's confinement. But I don't know where my fragrance drifts; my heart feels very painful. As time flows, flowers will soon wither. Who can make this beauty eternally remain? Who can tell me the meaning of the flower's blooming and falling?"

"Since you have come into this world, you must love this world, be tolerant of this world, dedicate to this world; no matter where your fragrance drifts, where the flowers bloom, you should be fragrant there, beautiful there. Therefore, you belong to this world."

Early morning, the crescent moon has left, Wu Yun still remains in the sky. A small bird sings by the roadside; that is the spring's hymn. But I worry that the sound of the flower blooming will fall into dust......