You waded into the river of my life, and my life trickled through you
After walking through thousands of rivers and mountains, I have never come out of the trickle of my heart
The story of love seems to begin with a river, and we meet by this river, and after a long time, it is separation.
So this river flowed silently in my heart, and many years later, I walked through thousands of rivers and mountains, but I never got out of the trickle of my heart.
I used to sing a sad song to a dry river.
I used to imagine that we were waiting by the same river, and I told the words to the flowing water, and you would surely hear them.
The story of love flows in a river and passes away. My waiting and longing were swept away by the waves of the river in the spring, summer, autumn and winter.
I said I'm upstream and you're downstream, why my words have not been answered. It wasn't until many years later that I learned that I was upstream and you were not downstream, and that we were waiting on different rivers for each other.
The rivers of the river finally meet in the distance, just as we met each other in the vast sea of people after a long time of waiting and searching.
It is you who have waded into the river of my life, and it is my life that is trickling down because of you.
So on this original river, there was our ageless love song.
Suzhu 2022 in Mian County
This article is the 22nd chapter of Su Zhu's long prose poem "The Tea Fragrance of Life", and the full text is 80 chapters. Welcome to the bamboo poetry review column "Bamboo Garden Poetry - Idyllic Years, Poetic Life". Original works, infringement is strictly prohibited.