These days Beijing has been looking so beautiful and clean because of the long-expected blue sky. People around me or far away from me chat about it and feel pleased, not only because the clean air provides us with a good living environment, but also because this blue color and the clean environment make all our organs and mind relieved and refreshed. It is a kind of hope people always need.

The west wind or other winds must be the most important contributor to this blue sky, but what concerns me most is not what that makes the living environment nice. I just have one special or average feeling that your or my mood is always influenced by the surroundings. If the sky is smoggy, you feel terrible and hopeless; and if the sky turns blue, you just feel you are released from somewhere hopeless. You can freely breathe, you can wildly think, you can tell yourself that the path leading to success is not far away, and you can just make a wish that can come true someday you can predict.

Many companies or factories that pollute the capital have been shut down or moved out of it, which means we are working to drive off the polluted air. At the same time the wind comes and lends us a hand in the fight of the evil smog that shrouded our daily life. To some extent, I can describe this phenomenon using one proverb: Man proposes, God disposes.

However, the way to a completely blue sky is still a long way to go. Since there is today’s blue sky, I believe there will be tomorrow’s cleaner sky, a better one we can expect as long as we fight together against the dark.

I have experienced some good working conditions of my life as well as some terrible ones, and I had once lost hope on the road to my future. It was like a creature treading on the path to hell, where there was no light but darkness. Yet, they have gone like the west wind. I have been thinking about how to live the life of myself for days, months and years. It seems the answer is like a foggy maze. But the blue sky tells me something I once knew and now ignore. It is the hope behind your hard work.

You can live like a dog snuffing in the gutters, or you can choose to live like a man walking under the cloudless blue sky. The key to that choice is in your hand. The best thing is the change of your mind. Change is the law of the world, and why not change at the moment? Why not change at the brink of sadness, hopelessness or even death?

You can criticize the terrible living or working environment, you can swear at some evil things that hurt you, you can shout at those who make our world horrible, you can become sad and desperate for some time, you can become furious for a while, and you can even lose your dream for some days, but you must have hope in your heart all the time. I mean, if you look up at the blue sky and breathe the clean air, I don’t think you should withdraw and leave. You can stand up and fight.

You and I can change something that looks impossible, only with your hard work and a lighthouse named hope that grows out of your heart.