2012-07-31

253 Up

The other day I was waiting at the crossing for traffic light to change. I looked up the sky as I felt something was moving. So did the other people. Then we saw a balloon floating high in the wind over a busy street. 
Seeing a balloon swimming in the air is one of the moments we suddenly feel like captured by a child's pleasure. Or think about blowing the soap bubbles. Colorful as rainbow, brilliant as marbles, these very fragile tiny balls still give us excitement and fun. Or remember the moment when you see your breath in the cold air. You might perhaps imagine yourself smoking a cigar when you left home for school in a winter morning.
Balloon, bubbles and breath, all flow freely, float up in the air and bring us mysteriously instinctive delight. 

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