In May, we set sail

The winds of May tear through the thin veil of late spring, kneading the scorching sunlight into the earth. The tender leaves at the tips of branches shed their timidity and stretch into vibrant green; roses climb the fence and grow wantonly, declaring the grand event of life with intense colors. This is a season suitable for departure, where all dormant desires quietly awaken in the warm breeze before the cicadas arrive.

Standing at the ferry of May, looking back, those unfulfilled ideals scatter like fallen stars, flickering in the night sky of memories. Perhaps they were once caught by mist, or perhaps soaked by sudden rain, but at this moment, morning dew refracts seven colors on the tips of grass, like a compass handed by nature, reminding us: the true distance always begins with a brave turn.

Setting sail does not require waiting for the perfect wind direction. When the first ray of morning light climbs the mast, we grasp the oars tightly. The sea will remember the strength of every stroke, and the clouds will witness the trajectory of every wave breaking. Along the way, we may encounter fierce waves, or perhaps find tranquil harbors, but all the unknowns will become the most precious medals of life. Let sweat mix with the salty sea breeze, crystallizing into grains of persistence on our skin; let laughter and sighs become footnotes to our journey.

The earth in May is a natural runway, where every seed strives to grow. We walk alongside all living things, planting our wishes into the soil, measuring time with our steps. There is no need to rush to the finish line; let us listen to the whispers between the waves and the ship's side, and watch the clouds change in the sky. Because setting sail itself is a dialogue with oneself, a tribute to the unknown.

As dusk gilds the sea surface with golden edges, we still head towards the direction of starlight. The departure in May is a farewell to mediocrity, a promise with infinite possibilities. May all those who set out encounter a broader version of themselves on their journey, let every drop of sweat someday reflect dazzling brilliance.