When I saw the subject of this month "梅雨潭的爱", my mind had been bursting with a hundred ideas. Honestly to say I like it, but I hesitate to know how to take part in it to express my feelings. Love, what is love? If you ask me now, I can hardly give you an answer right away because it is a very broad concept. 

         Actually, I'm a person with enough love, but is not a two timer. Since I've been very shy from a young age, I've kept a lot of love as secrets hiding in my deep heart for many years. As I get older and older, I gradually realize the meaning of love. Love is a kind of free and beautiful giving for others and myself. No matter in what kind of ways people meet and apart, no matter for what reasons people feel happy or sad, love always exists. In fact, there is never a shortage of love in our life, what is missing is to experience love. Every time I think of love, I feel my life is natural, warm and quiet.

         Today I don't want to talk about love too deeply. I chose one poem which I wrote last year to share with buddys. It expresses simple and warm love in a vivid life. Hope you guys like it.

【四月的风】

四月的风

是调皮的风

紧一阵慢一阵

悠闲地漫不经心

吹响了屋檐下的风铃

吹醒了围墙上的老藤

四月的风

是个无师自通的匠人

随意就造化一幅风景 

吹拂些烟雨朦胧 

晕染泥土的清新 

吹柔了一湖春水

唯美了九曲长亭

吹嫩了婀娜柳林

再添个青丝飘扬

娇羞盈眸的倩影

四月的风

是会撩情的风

吹一点点花香在空中

让萌动的心绪去找寻

吹一丝丝妩媚的柔情

暖洋洋地钻入你眼睛 

再吹一些婉约的声音

就是不让你听得太清

四月的风啊 

你可真有雅兴 

不知把谁吹得怀了春

还顺手牵出我的钟情

好呀

你这分明是要当媒人

去抢月老手中的红绳

四月的风

劳驾你姑且停一停

不要再调皮行不行

快过来做个见证

说一说

是谁和我

写下了春风里的约定 

2020.04.18