I am easily moved.

I open the big glass window and sit in front of the desk. In comes a breeze and I feel cool.  It is a good time to read and to write.

I open my manuscript paper and feel inspired. With nothing to bother me I can concentrate on what I intend to do.

I had never thought that the sparrow could sing.  Her chirping does not have a canary's fancy trill, but she sings joyfully, and I can feel what she wants to communicate.

Suddenly there is singing, clear, soft chirping, reverberating in the surrounding quietness like a flourishing harp.  I stop writing and look for the source.  A little sparrow is dancing and chirping on my windowsill.

She sings for a long time and I listen.  In the sunshine and the song of the early spring, there is no room for coldness and sadness.

My heart is filled with warmth and the happiness of being connected.Connected with life itself.

我常常容易心動。

我坐在書桌前，拉開大玻璃窗，有微風拂來，十分清涼，是適合讀書寫作的好時光。

我展開稿紙書寫，只感覺心胸澄明，思緒順暢，大概心無旁鶩，便更能專注。

忽然，傳來一陣鳥鳴，清脆、柔婉，想在寂靜的空間裡，向豎琴彈出的幾個動人音符，我忍不住停筆，抬頭尋找聲音的來源。原來，窗台上飛來的一隻可愛的小麻雀，一面輕輕跳躍，一面唱個不停。

從來不知道麻雀唱的歌也很好聽，雖然牠沒有畫眉鳥高亢的嗓音，但牠唱出了內心的歡樂，也讓我感受到了牠的心聲。

牠唱了許久，我也傾聽了許久，在有陽光有鳥鳴的早春裡，尋不出一絲冷寂的意味。

心動的感覺，有一種滿足的溫暖，也是一種參與的快樂。活得也更生意盎然。