从旧梦走到晨光

一昼一夜，
风吹旧梦，雨润新生。
随心路过。

昨夜的风，
吹皱一池秋水，
吹卷一地落叶，
吹乱了一场旧梦，
吹散了一段前缘。

今朝的雨，
洒下几行心语，
落下一帘往事，
湿了风干的记忆，
模糊了湖中倒影。

清晓微曦，
染金云霄天际，
迎来晴天朝阳。
光普大地，
燃起了万物生机，
孕育了万象滋长。

晚霞薄暮，
染红了半边天，
等来温柔的夜。
夜幕低垂，
歇下了繁尘俗事，
静夜温疗身心灵魂。

昨夜的风，今朝的雨，
在晨光与夜色之间，
心伴昼夜，梦拥晨光。

c.h.e.f andy

从旧梦走到晨光 • 散文解读篇

一昼一夜, 心路旅程。从黑夜走到黎明，是内心的一段告别与重生之旅。是走过了时间的跨越，经历了一个完整的轮回。风吹散过去，雨滋养未来。告别旧梦、记忆、失落；走到晨光、希望、新生。淡然，释怀，顺其自然的，不执着、不抗拒的随心路过。

昨夜的风，淡然的把心湖吹皱了，又翻起已尘埃落定的落叶、以为忘了其实没全忘的记忆。旧梦、前缘也都乱了、散了。

今朝的雨，唤来久别的心语，撩起一帘的往事。那些本以为已风干、已尘封的记忆片段，也被细雨轻轻润湿，重新泛起涟漪，却也模糊了倒影、犹记犹忘。

迎来晴天朝阳，万物生机由此点燃。这不仅是自然的苏醒，更是内心的翻篇与重生——告别旧梦，迎向晨光。

在温柔的夜里，情感渐归平衡，内心悄然修复。繁尘俗事一一放下，旧梦也随风而去——终于，心归于静。

“风”与“雨”，见证了心路的旅程与蜕变。
心灵穿越昼夜转换，从旧梦中苏醒，
在晨光中，有了被温柔拥抱的希望。

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published on 29.6.2025

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从旧梦走到晨光 From Faded Dreams to Morning Light

One day and night,
the wind stirs old dreams, the rain nurtures new life.
A journey of the heart.

Last night’s wind,
wrinkled an autumn pond,
swirled the scattered leaves,
ruffled a fading dream,
and blew away a lost connection.

This morning’s rain,
sprinkled lines of words from the heart,
lifted a curtain of recollections,
wet the dried-up memories,
and blurred the reflections in the lake.

The morning’s gentle light,
dyes the sky’s horizon gold,
welcomes a clear, sunny dawn.
Light spreads across the earth,
igniting all life’s vigor,
nurturing all life.

The evening’s fading glow,
paints half the sky red,
awaits the gentle night.
Night’s curtain lowers,
resting the world’s busy cares,
quiet night warmly heals body, mind, and soul.

Last night’s wind, this morning’s rain,
Between dawn’s light and evening’s shade,
the heart journeys with day and night,
while dreams embrace the morning bright.

From Faded Dreams to Morning Light • Prose Reflection

One full day and night — a journey of the heart. To walk from night into dawn is to embark on a quiet voyage of farewell and renewal. It is a crossing through time, a complete cycle of change. The wind scatters the past; the rain nourishes what’s to come. It is the letting go of past dreams, memories, and connections — and the gentle arrival at morning light, at hope, at new beginnings. With calm acceptance and quiet release, the heart passes through — unresisting, unbound, simply following its own course.

Last night’s wind stirred the stillness of the heart, ruffling its surface and lifting leaves long settled in dust — memories thought forgotten, but never truly gone.
Old dreams, faded connections — all undone, all scattered.

This morning’s rain called forth heart-whispers long unspoken, lifting a curtain of past moments. Fragments of memory — once believed dried and sealed away — are softly moistened by the gentle rain, rippling again through the soul, blurring reflections, half-remembered, half-lost.

And then — the clear morning sun.
Its light ignites the vitality of all living things. But it is more than nature’s awakening; it is the turning of a page within, the rebirth of the spirit —
a farewell to faded dreams, an embrace of morning light.

In the tenderness of night, emotions find balance, and the heart quietly heals.
Worldly cares fall away one by one.
Old dreams drift off with the wind —
and at last, the soul comes to rest in stillness.

Wind and rain have borne witness
to the soul’s journey and its quiet transformation. Through the passage of day and night, the spirit awakens from its old dreams, and in the morning light,
finds the hope of being gently held once more.