When the wind rustles through the bamboos, a feeling of melancholy arises within me. Somehow. Even when you are in a good mood.
My old neighbour behind our old house had a clump of bamboo trees in their backyard. You could hear them when the wind blew through them, especially in the deep of the night. Suddenly you were overwhelmed with a feeling of sadness. Such desolation.
Yet I love the sound of wind blowing through bamboo trees.
