Tonight is the silence of Chinese New Year's Eve and the prelude to the renewal of Vientiane. Tomorrow will be the first ray of sunshine of the new year, illuminating our hopes and dreams. At such a turning point, the sound of firecrackers, like the bell of time, woke me up from a deep dream.
In the cold night, a lonely stirrup lamp shines quietly in front of my bed. The faint but firm light, like the hope of my heart, illuminates my path. Wind and frost, the carver of this year, uses its carving knife to carve every inch of time into the traces of winter. At the end of wax, spring comes, as if it is a poem of nature, telling the flow of time.
The fragrance of plum blossoms and the new green of wicker are the messengers of spring. They stand proudly in the cold wind, heralding the arrival of spring. I looked out the window at the world and my heart was full of emotion. Those past hardships and setbacks have been turned into strength and courage at this moment of alternation between the old and the new.
I caressed the veins of time and felt the precipitation of the years. Those laughter and tears have become the most precious treasures in my life's journey. However, how can I not feel sad in the face of the new year? Those unfinished dreams, those unspoken words, have become regrets in my heart.
However, I know that every regret is for a better tomorrow. On this Chinese New Year's Eve, I made a wish: May in the new year, I can bravely chase my dreams without fear; May I cherish every moment with my family and friends, and feel every beauty in life with my heart.
Tonight is Chinese New Year's Eve, and tomorrow is New YearLet us welcome the new year with hope and dreams in this moment of renewal in Vientiane.