Autumn and Winter Check-in Challenge
Flying flowers freely, drifting with the wind, looking for an unknown destination. Those petite petals, like lonely elves, danced, as if to tell an indescribable sorrow.
They were once so delicate that they bloomed in the treetops, attracting countless bees and butterflies to dance. However, as the seasons change, they gradually wither, drifting away with the wind, heading in unknown directions.
Under the warm spring sun, those petals seem to tell a kind of sadness of parting. They float to the surface of the lake, rippling with ripples, as if they are chasing good memories of the past. However, those memories are gone, and they are as irretrievable as flowing water.
When drunk, one wakes up and nothing else. Life is like a dream, there are flowers blooming and falling in dreams, and there are parting reunions. When we indulge in dreams, it is as if we can forget all our troubles and pains. However, when we wake up from the dream, we find that everything is nothing.
However, even if everything is nothing, we must be brave enough to follow our dreams. Because it is only in the pursuit that we can find our true selves.
Although those free flying flowers have withered, their beauty and vitality are still there. They flutter in the wind, like an eternal existence. And we must be like those petals, bravely pursue our dreams, and let life bloom with the most beautiful brilliance.