Follow the author’s footsteps from the last generation

I wish -the fresh bright new year day, with the rivers flowing tranquilly, merging the stream of benevolence, the taste of sweetness; the hills are sowed with - kindness seeds, sparkling of creativity, inspirationally.

On the voyage to-

explore the world of difference

I followed -

footsteps of -

authors in-

last generations;

wandering around-

in the historical cities of -

Bristol and Bath,

for imagining, persuading

making influences,

like Ms Jane Austen.


The new year eve day is -

chilly, windy

with pouring rain,

icebergs falling down, frostily:

walking through-

waterfront,

harborside,

greetings to-

swans, gulls, cheerfully;

climbing up-

Brandon Hill,

watching over-

city landscapes,

interacting with nature,

intimately;

running across-

pulteney bridge

navigating into-

the valley of -

river Avon, thoroughly

pondering in -

the land of museums

digging into-

historical roots of-

humanity, wisely..

shall we fulfill-

our curiosity by -

discovering deeper,

moving forward,

taking an ardent journey of-

life persistently:

can we hold on -

our belief,

learn from -

each other,

understand, trust

believe in -

each others,

to welcome-

new paradigm coming,

firmly?


The past is -

fading away, gradually

but we could always learn something from it;

The New Year’s bell is -

ringing, soundly,

shall we look forward to-

 tomorrow, passionately?

The wind is still blowing,

the rain is constantly pouring

the future starts -

unfolding;

can we take courage to-

step into it, enthusiastically


I wish -

the fresh bright new year day,

with the rivers flowing tranquilly,

merging the stream of benevolence,

the taste of sweetness;

the hills are sowed with -

kindness seeds

sparkling of creativity,

inspirationally.

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