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God to give me two ears at the same time, and gave me a susceptibility to heart. Although I am not color blindness, but visual aesthetic often let me tired, so more time, such as night, I prefer to make a cup of green tea, do not rush to drink the light green tea and tea leaves, close your eyes and smell the sweet time, then use the ear to listen to, with the mind perception.

Like let those trivial sound, the time with my heart. The steps, shouts, near insect history, distant horn... Or else what sound, from far and near, then farness, seems to everything around him, sings the voice and becomes vivid. You may use your own thoughts and feelings, arbitrary they constitute a movement, or luxuriant or static element, or is so casual, like a wind, like the dark give a bright, gently sway me silent eyes.

I remember when I was in hospital a morning, because all night suffer from insomnia, until the morning of the body becomes like a dead fish, then I heard a loud ringing twitter. I don't know what is that bird, but I'm sure it is what in singing, and singing filled with longing. That moment, my heart was filled with touched. For a long time, I've never heard of such a singing, for a long time, I do not so idle lying in bed listening to, a, then a few birds in to my window to sing. That is a very wonderful things. As if to hide years of joy and thoughts, that is a bird completely involved to come out, I think, that was a really listening. All external things, time, missing, originally can use voice such a way in my heart long stay. At that moment, I smile and satisfaction, sense out of the goodness of life.

Even in such a common winter morning, sings birds' singing, I feel that there are some unusual move, because I feel the clear spring, spring's voice, the spring is in the air, like water ice over. As if waiting for a long time, and as there is no preparation. It just came. It's coming to my eyes some casual damp. I'm sure I thought about some long-unseen people or things. These with spring what association? However, they are openly expressed by appear on the spring the warm Yang, appeared in the diffuseness of shower in spring. I walk in the past, walk into that a piece of warming Yang, then walk into the slice of the misty rain. Go straight in the past, it could be my heart long-lost touched. I picked up the warm sun thin shadow, I lifted the sky scattered beads of rain, as if is turn up my all men are mortal.

I used to hard distress, always in a hurry to leave, hear much is own gasps. Now idle down, sit still, listening time dexterity steps stridden my side of tick. The day belong to everybody, belongs to the eyes, the night belongs to me a person, belong to the ear. In the deepest night, I can find my deepest self. A person's time, lonely, miss, and even boring, seems to have become plump, expansion, they infinitely holds my space, from a house began to spread, then the whole night. Don't go to look, I know the window there is a strain clove trees, I'm sure I heard the branches and leaves and flowers to stretch of voice, they soon enrich my emptiness. I think, it must be the voice of life, there is no doubt that wonderful and glare.

Sometimes in a person alone put some music. There's nothing like music that touches my soul, also have no what can like music that made me forget many and many memory. Away from the small and close to the sublime, away from loneliness and accept warmth, in music, most of the time, I am looking for himself, looking for the outside body called spiritual things. When I was in the music with Beethoven, Bach, st mulberry to such a great master meet, I will find that once life for rent, sad, painful, and longing for the comfort, longing for the perfect, longing for the have, longing for the complete, longing for the get their beloved. Music solemnly pervaded the room, extension into the body, and then a slice of chaos and confusion, there seems to be a kind of intangible things, aery if if not have, have, but really came a cold and cheerless, and is gradually intense, so, my body and mind harmony of heaven and earth.

I for a long time not to express such feeling, write this word the. I think I seem to have find the exact statement to describe my heart. In the past is very long very long days, I ChenChenFuFu, heart exhaustion. Some people, some things, I do not want to write, because I had lost the spring. Perhaps the morning because I listen to the birds' singing, so the spring back, or I'm just in such listening, try to use spirit and this spring for a talk. I will try to imagine every corner of the spring, those flowers, birds, and very gentleness is very gentle wind, like a string of beautiful flowers, and like a whisper, stir my thoughts. At that moment my heart such as water, do not need what kind of deep, do not need to how fast, the heart is so clear and affectionate.

Spring is coming, spring walked. In fact, I am not willing to my heart just long stationed a spring. I would like to my heart also have four seasons change, maybe that is more close to my heart is true.

Busy or summer, or flowers bloom thanks, the four seasons reincarnation, ups and downs place, they are written with the trace of the life. I am willing to bit by bit to listen to them, just like listening to my life.