想与思中的记忆5
晴朗的天的时候，我们出来晒晒太阳。聖劳伦河的一个大大的湖的旁边。湖中不太大的小岛荡漾在大河的湖水中，岛上面没有人居住，这个刚刚结束了的冬天，还在周围留着尾声袅袅的余音，岛上面的三四米高的枫树叶子依然在树梢里面没有被我们看见，从喧嚣的闪着太阳🌞亮光的湖水上面，轻轻的把眼光放到岛的树林深处，光线🔆直射在略微湿润的土地，虽然树木朝上面生长，但也是有些倾斜。依然是没有任何的颜色，只有树如骨骼一样从地面顶向天空，只有两种颜色，太阳的亮色与岛的树与地的不太亮的颜色。
不远处的岸边，有格调不一样的建筑，尖顶的平顶的，平房二层小楼的。有一处挺大的房子🏠，有一点浅绿色的外表，窗子很大，斜的顶子，顶子上面的瓦一排排整齐规则般的排列着，透露出一种没有越规气象，天窗口冲着太阳，似乎是渴望着吸收太阳🌞的光芒。
站在这湖水起伏的岸边，似乎总是有一种对阳光的渴望，虽然此时是中午，可是当太阳西下的时候，向着西方金色的云朵下面太阳，这个时候向着背对太阳的方向，总是感觉昏暗，而愿意把目光向着西方的辉煌灿烂的光芒望去。
不论是望见湖岸房子里面的昏暗，因为与外边明亮的中午相比总是显得暗淡。还是夕阳🌇西下的时候另一半昏暗的天空，我还是渴望着那明亮的光芒。
当我们心中的光芒升起的时候，当我们也在追求着这外在的光芒的时候，正如远古以来的游牧的在草原上面的人，一直在向着太阳运动的方向奔着，就像要长出一对金色的双翅永不停歇的，追逐着太阳🌞，
很久以来我也一样，不太愿意昏暗，虽然不得不歇息在昏暗处，可是我愿意追逐着，太阳，太阳般的阿弥陀佛🙏，因为无数劫无数的时空之前曾经发愿成就如海如空般的，所有一切的有生有灭的众生。

Memories in Thoughts and Thoughts 5
On a sunny day, we came out to bask in the sun. Beside a large lake in the St. Lawrence River. A small island in the lake is floating in the water of the big river. No one lives on the island. The winter that just ended is still leaving the lingering sound around. The three or four-meter-high maple leaves on the island are still hidden in the treetops. From the noisy lake water shining with the sun, we gently put our eyes on the deep woods of the island. The light shines directly on the slightly moist land. Although the trees grow upwards, they are also a little tilted. There is still no color, only the trees are like skeletons, rising from the ground to the sky. There are only two colors, the bright color of the sun and the not-so-bright color of the trees and the ground on the island.
On the shore not far away, there are buildings of different styles, with pointed roofs, flat roofs, and bungalows with two floors. There is a big house with a light green exterior, big windows, a sloping roof, and rows of tiles on the roof arranged neatly and regularly, revealing a kind of regular atmosphere. The skylight faces the sun, as if eager to absorb the sun's light.
Standing on the shore of the undulating lake, there seems to be a desire for sunlight. Although it is noon, when the sun sets, facing the sun under the golden clouds in the west, at this time, facing the direction facing away from the sun, it always feels dim, and is willing to look towards the brilliant light in the west.
Whether it is the darkness inside the house on the lakeshore, it always looks dim compared to the bright noon outside. Or the other half of the dark sky when the sunset is setting, I still yearn for that bright light.
When the light in our hearts rises, when we are also pursuing this external light, just like the nomads on the grasslands since ancient times, they have been running towards the direction of the sun's movement, as if they want to grow a pair of golden wings and never stop chasing the sun🌞,
For a long time, I have been the same, not willing to be dim, although I have to rest in the dim, but I am willing to chase the sun, the sun-like Amitabha🙏, because countless kalpas and countless time and space have vowed to achieve all the living beings that are like the sea and the sky,