2017.03.29 21:08

 

The water of the Seomjin River is still cold as ice, though the banks are already filled with wildflowers. As I put my hand quietly in the water, I feel the coldness climb up my arm and stab my heart, bringing along a painful memory.

 

We just cannot have a close look at anything without being reminded of one thing or another. So as to get a small pleasure from the sight of a little bloom of wildflower, we need to possess some beautiful memory.

 

It would be impossible to greet a real springtime into the world, without sufficient effort to straighten up our posture of life. It is because the power of the past on the present realizes itself through amplifying the meaning of the present on the future.

 

(by Shenzi)

 

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