Eternal Serenity Amidst Nature's Symphony

Tianxianzi

2025-12-03

Walking on the circular path of an island in between the rivers, there is a sense that the sun is rising from behind the clouds. The light ripples across the forest floor and the golden petals of the wild daisies sway like the wind as if they were singing to it. I look at one cluster of wild daisies in front of me, admiring how they spread out so freely while remaining calm and serene. Then a breeze blows through, taking my breath away, as if all the memories of this strange world have been carried away by the wind like discarded trash. My heart feels empty, as though I am being watched by some unseen force. She watches me, she smiles, but there is no expression on her face, only an emptiness in me. I feel my own tears fall as if she were a fellow traveler with whom I can share this moment. We are both here in this desolate place, untouched by the world’s cares and worries.

The breeze continues to blow, carrying the scent of damp earth through the grasses and wild daisies. The heat seems to spread further into my body, making it harder for me to move forward. I look behind me, where there are still some traces of last summer’s memoriesfootsteps, laughter, and the echoes of games played with friends during childhood. I wonder if this is why my heart aches so deeply when I think about those days. Maybe I was never able to escape from them somehow.

When I reach the end of the path, I see that there is a bridge across the river in the distance. The traffic on the bridge seems endless as it stretches towards the horizon. But no matter how far away it looks, it always brings me back closer. This world is surrounded by my own imagination, but still connected to this island with its strange beauty and quiet serenity. In the middle of nowhere, I feel completely alone, yet there is something so powerful that cannot be contained within the boundaries of human existence.

I sit down on a long bench at the end of the path and watch the two rivers meet in the distance. The water flows as if it has no idea where to go, while the traffic on the bridge seems to know exactly where it’s going. I look away from everything but focus all my attention on the scene before methis desolate place surrounded by mountains and rivers. It is strange that I feel so much here, yet there is a peace within me that I cannot find anywhere else. There are moments when I think that this is all that exists in the world, but then I realize it’s not.

I look back at the bridge as if to see the people passing bythose who come and go on this strange little island. But they are gone now, leaving only the emptiness of this place behind them. The bridge seems to stretch endlessly towards the horizon, while the traffic continues its journey through time itself. I don’t know what else to say, so I just keep walking until I reach where I started. When I turn back again, I see that the bridge is far away from me. It’s strange how time works like thishow it can bring us closer and send us apart at the same time.

The traffic on the bridge seems endless as if it has no end in sight, while the water continues to flow through its channels without rest or pause. The bridge connects two worlds that seem so far apart but are actually connected by something deeper than words can describe. I don’t know what it is, but there’s a sense of belonging here that I cannot explain. It feels like home now, even though it’s not really where I came from.

As I continue to wander through this strange land, I realize how much has changed in my life. There are moments when I feel like I’m walking through a world of windmills and daisiesbut there is also something deeper within me that I cannot understand or explain. I look back at the bridge again, wondering if it’s really possible for time to work this wayhow it can bring us closer while pushing us apart in the same breath.

The bridge never stops moving forward as if it has no destination in sight, while the traffic on its surface seems to move with a speed that defies all logic. The water flows through its channels without rest or pause, creating waves that seem to carry away whatever thoughts and feelings I have. There is something about this place that I cannot explain, but there is also something that I cannot deny. It feels like home now, even though it’s not really where I came from.

As I continue to wander through this strange land of windmills and daisies, I realize how much has changed in my lifehow much time has passed since those days when everything was still. There are moments when I feel like I’m walking through a world of windmills and daisiesbut there is also something deeper within me that I cannot understand or explain.

I look back at the bridge again, wondering if it’s really possible for time to work this wayhow it can bring us closer while pushing us apart in the same breath. The bridge never stops moving forward as if it has no destination in sight, while the traffic on its surface seems to move with a speed that defies all logic. The water flows through its channels without rest or pause, creating waves that seem to carry away whatever thoughts and feelings I have.

There is something about this place that I cannot explain, but there is also something that I cannot deny. It feels like home now, even though it’s not really where I came from. As I continue to wander through this strange land of windmills and daisies, I realize how much has changed in my lifehow much time has passed since those days when everything was still.

As I continue to wander through this strange land of windmills and daisies, I realize how much has changed in my lifehow much time has passed since those