Chapter 256 Xia

In the early 1940s, when I was living in Geleshan, a suburb of Chongqing, I saw a sentence in the English "Reader's Digest" that shocked me: May there be enough clouds in your life to make a beautiful sunset. I once translated it in a short article: "May there be enough clouds in your life to make a beautiful evening." In fact, this sunset should be translated as "Luozhao" or "Luoxia". Xia, is my old friend!My childhood was by the sea and in the mountains, and she was my most familiar and beautiful little friend.Every morning and every night she speaks to me in the light:

"Good morning" or "See you tomorrow".But it was not until decades later that I realized that the more clouds there are, the more beautiful the glow will be.The rays of light that emerge from the clouds are bright and colorful. There is not only happiness in life, nor is there only pain. Happiness and pain complement each other and complement each other. Happiness is a faint cloud, and pain is a dark cloud that overwhelms the city. These different clouds overlap on the horizon of your life, and when the "sunset is infinitely beautiful", they will create a beautiful dusk for you.

When a life is "just near dusk", the sunset may make people nostalgic and melancholy.But human life is never ending.The earth is constantly revolving around the sun. The east is not bright, the west is bright, the sunset glow in front of my window is walking towards the ice lake on the east coast of the United States... The first edition of September. )