Chapter 688: January 25th: Walking on the dim mountain road

January 25th: Walking on the dim mountain road.

January 25th: Walking on the dim mountain road.

The dusk was desolate, with no trace of moonlight. Early spring, the icy wind, the icy rain; also the icy February, and in February, this icy mood—all of them urged my steps forward.

The mountain path was dim; I could only wander about, feeling my way, along the dim mountain path from beginning to end.

Actually, I was searching, searching for a suitable place for myself. Then, I calmly put myself into it.

However, my search was often overlooked......

Therefore, my self-esteem, too, was often harmed in the search. Facing that icy wind, that icy rain, and those icy years, I still walked on the dim mountain road, searching, slowly searching......

On the dim mountain path, no one could see how I loved the land, loved the mountains and rivers, loved the people, loved my homeland.

But walking like this for many years, I have grown accustomed to it.

Because I know: dreams are in heaven; the heart is in the distance; the road is underfoot.

The sky drizzled with rain threads; the earth and the scenery on it remained silent beneath the dim sky.

My footprints on the mountain road have been covered by the dust of time. I entrust my heart to feeling, and my words to silence.

Hey, fool! You who want to entrust yourself to heaven!

Actually, I am letting life comprehend, through experience, the meaning of 'The place nearest to you has the farthest road, the simplest tone, requiring the most arduous training.'

The wind is chilly, the years are cold; the plains are desolate, smoke like woven; the Cold Mountain area............