Thoughts on a Quiet Night
? There is a bright moonlight in front of the bed, which is suspected to be frost on the ground.
? Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to miss your hometown.
Hometown is a beautiful place for many people, because there are people worth missing, things to remember, and things that are unforgettable. Yes, my hometown is a clear spring with a long flowing water. It nourishes our hearts, washes away the dirt, and keeps it fresh forever. I sighed loudly and asked myself what on earth have I been thinking about these past years, or what have I lost?
Hello everyone, I come from Linzhou, the hometown of Hongqi Canal. There is a small town at the southernmost end of Linzhou, named Linqi Town because it is close to the Qi River. Our land here is fertile and rich in products, making it a veritable Feng Shui treasure land. Speaking of Feng Shui, I can't help but think of too many old memories.
That was a night many years ago. I deeply remember that because the relationship between my wife and I had not been very smooth, we got angry and lived separately, separated and had a lot of trouble. But I still put aside my only dignity and wanted to save this marriage. After all, I have children and daughters. But things went against my expectations. During this period, I was taken to court because I refused to divorce. The dean finally decided the outcome - divorce. The divorce undoubtedly caused great harm to me, and it was made worse by the fact that I couldn't make any money.
I have no choice but to believe in destiny and place everything on Feng Shui Master. I discussed with my father that we should also find a Feng Shui practitioner, which might really help. That day, an old man of about 60 years old came, wearing a peaked cap, a pair of dark reading glasses in front of his face, holding a cane in his hand, and sat tremblingly in the middle of the sofa. He said something about the Taihang Mountains (I really don’t understand) and followed his father to visit the ancestral graves at home. I looked at the two of them at the entrance of the alley, and I saw the old man pointing to the grave, then to the land and path, as if he was arranging his father's care. After returning home, my father's face was still calm as usual, with no trace of relaxation or joy. Because at this time my heart was already very swollen and excited, I thought good times were coming!
My father calmly sat down at the dinner table. I couldn't wait any longer and asked impatiently, "What did the old man say?" My eyes were always fixed on my father, as if I was listening to him tell me how wonderful and smooth my future life would be. However, my father finally spoke. He said that the old man had said that a big shot would be born in our family in the future, but it would take a long time to wait! "Tch, that's a lie!" I said casually, but at that time I really felt a little warmer in my heart.
Looking back on these things now, five years have passed and I have gained so much. All these years, I really want to say sorry to those who have hurt me! Because at that time, a large part of the reason lay in myself, my ignorance and stubbornness. Although what I lost will never come back, I can take control of the present and work hard to get the life I want in the future. I am still the same ordinary person, but my psychology has become very mature. I know that good Feng Shui lies in one's hard work and one's virtue and kindness.
Linqi, my hometown, is very majestic because it is my father’s tolerance and understanding that gives me motivation and inspires me to move forward. It’s sweet because it’s a beautiful memory of gratitude.