the trees outside my window
from the window of my room, i could see a tall cotton-rose hibiscus. in spring, when green foliage was half hidden by mist, the tree looked very enchanting dotted with red blossom. this inspiring neighbor of mine often set my mind working. i gradually regarded it as my best friend.
nevertheless, when i opened the window one morning, to my amazement, the tree was almost bare beyond recognition as a result of the storm ravages the night before. struck by the plight, i was seized with a sadden saddens at the thought “all the blossom is doomed to fall”. i could not help sighing with emotion: the course of life never runs smooth, for there are so many ups and downs, twists and turns. the vicissitudes of my life saw my beloved friends parting one after another. isn’t it similar to the tree shedding its flowers in the wind?
this event faded from my memory as time went by. one day after i came home from the countryside, i found the room stuffy and casually opened the window. something outside caught my eye and dazzled me. it was a plum tree all scarlet with blossom set off beautifully by the sunset. the surprise discovery overwhelmed me with pleasure. i wondered why i had no idea of some unyielding life sprouting over the fallen petals when i was grieving for the hibiscus.
when the last withered petal dropped, all the joyful admiration for the hibiscus sank into oblivion as if nothing was left, until the landscape was again ablaze with the red plum blossom to remind people of life’s alternation and continuance. can’t it be said that life is actually a symphony, a harmonious composition of loss gain.
standing by the window lost in thought for a long time, i realized that no scenery in the world remains unchanged. as long as you keep your heart basking in the sun, every dawn will present a fine prospect for you to unfold and the world will always be about new hopes.
the difference between love and like
in front of the person you love, your heart beats faster, but in front of the person you like, you get happy.
in front of the person you love, winter seems like spring, but in front of the person you like, winter is just beautiful winter.
if you look into the eyes of the one you love, you blush, but if you look into the eyes of the person you like, you smile.
if front of the person you love, you can’t say everything on your mind, but in front of the person you like, you can.
in front of the person you love, you tend to get shy, but in front of the person you like, you can show your own self.
you can’t look straight into the eyes of the one you love, but you can always smile into the eyes of the one you like.
when the one you love is crying, you cry with him, but when the one you like is crying, you end up comforting.
the feeling of love starts from the eye, and the feeling of like starts from the ears.
so if you stop liking a person you used to like, all you need to do is cover your ears. but if you try to close your eyes, love turns into a teardrop and remains in your heart forever after.
thanks for everything
in our life, we have rarely expressed our gratitude to the one who’d lived those years with us. in fact, we don’t have to wait for anniversaries to thank the ones closet to us—the ones so easily overlooked. if i have learned anything about giving thanks, it is this: give it now! while your feeling of appreciation is alive and sincere, act on it. saying thanks is such an easy way to add to the world’s happiness.
saying thanks not only brightens someone else’s world, it brightens yours. if you’re feeling left out, unloved or unappreciated, try reaching out to others. it may be just the medicine you need.
of course, there are times when you can’t express gratitude immediately. in that case don’t let embarrassment sink you into silence-speak up the first time you have the chance.
once a young minister, mark brian, was sent to a remote parish of kwakiutl indians in british columbia. the indians, he had been told, did not have a word for thank you. but brian soon found that these people had exceptional generosity. instead of saying thanks, it is their custom to return every favor with a favor of their own, and every kindness with an equal or superior kindness. they do their thanks.
i wonder if we had no words in our vocabulary for thank you, would we do a better job of communicating our gratitude? would we be more responsive, more sensitive, more caring?
thankfulness sets in motion a chain reaction that transforms people all around us—including ourselves. for no one ever misunderstands the melody of a grateful heart. its message is universal; its lyrics transcend all earthly barriers; its music touches the heavens.