Firework festival

It is an hour before midnight. I sit on a nice grass lawn near the river shore and watch the fireworks from the year festival that held in a park just on the other side across this big river. The weather tonight is cozy warm and the breeze from the river gives me a pleasant feeling. Lots of fireworks were launched to the night sky continuously. People who come for the festival watch this show with great excitement.

The colorful, dazzling fireworks brighten up the night sky. Everyone is happy and enjoy the year festival. In the river, huge riverboats drift gently along with the tide. They are decorated by thousand of small light bulbs that shine and glow the river’s surface as if to set the dark river on fire. However, I still feel the lovely peace of the night. When neglect all the bothering occurrences and flashy artificial lights then what left around is the pure nature surrounding, the comfort of the lively summer wind that moves around, reflectance of starlight that lit thousands of river’s ripples shimmering. The sound of river surfs and its harsh current give the feeling of the immeasurable massive amount of water flows that passes by with time… just like the happiness that goes by unstoppably with the unanimously rhythm of the swift-flowing river stream.

I extremely enjoy the atmosphere. The coziness seems to infiltrate and fills every single part of me. It is hard to tell the difference between the surrounding air and the body that is now so light and become part of this sweet summer air. I lie down and rest on the soft grass lawn. On my back I can feel the moist dew drops and the warmth from the earth. I breathe in the subtle fragrance of the fresh grass in the midst of the river’s breeze. Eyes closed.