Under the orange-red sky, the azure blue butterfly kite spreads its wings and flies freely, its long tail hunting in the wind, as if you can clearly hear the excitement and wanton whizzing by. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Lan Li's eyes couldn't help but light up slightly, and she looked down along the kite string.

A middle-aged man wraps his hands around a young girl, grabs the kite string with his right hand, controls the rhythm while carefully protecting the girl; the girl stands on the grass with her own feet, grasps the spool of the kite, raises her pointed chin, looks at the kite flying higher and higher in the sky, and the smile slowly blooms at the corner of her mouth, even the sunset is eclipsed.

Not far away, a middle-aged woman crossed her hands in front of her chest, staring intently at the scene in front of her, a happy smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, but her eyes did not leave an inch, and her right hand, which was unconsciously playing with the necklace pendant, revealed the tension in her heart.

It was Heather, and her father, and her mother.

Suddenly, a smile crept up the corners of his mouth and he laughed heartily. Although Lan Li had left the kite in anticipation of this scene, the joy of actually seeing Heather leave the hospital bed and her feet on the ground again surged uncontrollably.

Packing up his guitar, Lan Li walked to the bench next to him, sat down, and quietly watched the skyline of the skyscrapers and enjoy the sunset that belonged only to New York.

The sunset is blazing, and the colors of the sky are so vivid that they seem to release the last chapter of vitality. At the end of the sight, in an instant, the orange color dimmed, and the navy blue night descended like a waterfall, quickly devouring every color under the sky, and before it fell in the blink of an eye, even the navy blue lost its light, and the world was plunged into darkness.

It all happened so quickly, so quickly that it was impossible to react.

"Bang", the first street lamp turned on, followed by a series of sounds, the lights of thousands of homes were brightened, the darkness quickly faded like a low tide, and the ginger halo was connected into a piece, supporting an air cover, isolating the human world from the darkness of nature, tranquility and noise, quiet and noisy, the two sides of the contradictory one, blurring the boundary at the edge of the halo.

Quietly looking at the dazzling night scene in front of me, the wind whistling in my ears seems to be getting more and more noisy, and it seems to be more and more quiet, and the melody is flowing out of the guitar strings at my fingertips.

"So we arose, and pursued our destiny in the darkness, and I saw you scarred late last night, and I saw you dancing in the arms of the devil. ”

The extremely quiet string sound seemed to disappear into the night, only gently outlining the heartstrings and playing the whisper of the soul. The road of chasing dreams is a rampage in the dark, but the lights at the end of the line of sight are full of unknowns, no one knows which road is right, and no one knows which end is the true meaning, even if it is scarred, it is still not necessarily possible to get a return. So, someone took the risk of selling his soul and jumped the most beautiful dance in the arms of the devil.

There is a concern in the heart, but it is difficult to say what is right and what is wrong.

"The night is boundless, I am helpless, my eyes are full of fire, which has not been extinguished by silence, and beauty is forged, and a crown is cast. ”

Should they give up their dreams, return to the ordinary track of life, and seek a glimmer of peace and stability in their hearts, but can they really find the answer in real life? Should they continue to persevere? Persist in moving forward, the long road ahead is full of thorns and difficulties, just to find an unknown, maybe an oasis, but maybe an abyss, maybe a quagmire, maybe a desert.

Should they choose to compromise? Give up self, give up persistence, give up reserve, compromise with the real society, only if they really comply with the rules of the industry, the realization of the dream is possible, otherwise the so-called "dream" is just an unrealistic slogan, and to achieve success, you need to pay the price, even if it is the soul.

"So here we are, a lonely place to which I can't go back, and you are the face that made me go to the soup, and this is the name that the children will inherit, and cast the beauty, the crown, the perfection, and the high fly. ”

Carrying the dream and moving on, he trapped himself in a lonely place where there was no turning back, and behind him was the abyss, and there was no choice but to move forward. The blood-drenched pace, painful and cruel, even if it is shattered, even if it is turned into ashes, it is not hesitated, because every step is a choice that defines oneself.

"So when you're weak, when you're on your knees, I'll do my best for the rest of the day, guarding your vows, alive and true. ”

After all, the pressure of reality is too cruel, crushing the shoulders, crushing the knees, and crushing the last trace of soul that supports the pace. One by one, the companions who traveled together were left in place, leaving them alone to continue walking alone. When he looked back suddenly, he found that he had nothing, standing alone in a barren place, with no way forward and no way back. He cried out hoarsely, but received no response, and was covered in pain, but could not find a place to rest.

"So grass / Your dreams, how dare you forget our scars, I will incarnate a monster for you, and if you pay enough money, all will be counted, and few dreams will be remembered. ”

Standing in the middle of loneliness, I realized that I could never go back, there was no future, but there was no past. I can't remember the reason why I started in the first place, I can't remember the origin of all this, and I can't remember the reason why I gritted my teeth and persevered along the way, and it seems that I only have the instinct/ability to survive, like a beast, standing in the spotlight of Vanity Fair, as long as there are enough interests, I willingly give up my dignity.

Dreams only remain in memory, decorated with beautiful garlands, blooming with a sacred halo, making people follow one another, but making people at a loss.

"So here we are, a lonely place where I can't go back, and you are the face that made me go to the soup, and this is the name that the children will inherit, and the charm and crown. ”

The road of dreams is so long, there is no end in sight, and the only trace of faith is a reason to persevere. However, on this path, there are countless temptations and dangers, and the first step of the deal with the devil is taken, and there is no going back. The Dark Land is a place of no return, and every footstep is losing a fragment of the soul, and if it is lost, it will be gone forever.

How should he know that he has made the right choice? He is not in the devil's deal? How should he stay awake and continue on this lonely path?

That kind of confusion and powerlessness makes people feel overwhelmed.

"Forge perfection and fly high. “

The fingers stopped, the strings stopped abruptly, and Lan Li sat on the bench, dazed. A cold wind blew, and his body shivered uncontrollably.

He thought of Chris Hemsworth, of Scarlett Johansson and Ryan Reynolds, of Rami Malek and James Begge Dyer, and of the guy in the "War of the Pacific" boot camp whose name he couldn't remember.

With the dream of being an actor, burdened with the opposition and pressure of his family, he crashed into Hollywood regardless of it, he was not sure whether he was talented, nor was he sure how much he could realize his rebirth advantage, and he was not sure if being an actor was the right choice, but he still embarked on this path.

So, what is at the end of the road? What should be the ultimate dream? In the midst of all the disturbances of Vanity Fair, how long can his dream last, or how long can it be pure? Will he, like Chris, get lost in the spotlight, forget the original purpose of his beginning, and forget the original meaning of his dream?

Will he become a beast of fame and fortune, with only his instincts and abilities, and no reason?

He never really thought about it - or rather, he thought he thought he did, but never really understood the nature of the problem.

The restraints of the previous life are too much and too heavy, the first half of his life was imprisoned for the freedom of the soul, and the second half of his life was imprisoned for the freedom of the body, when the rebirth came, he rushed into the halo like a moth to a fire, grabbed the straw of his dreams, and then began to run wildly, and the beautiful air of freedom made him forgetful. All the way to the present, without stopping.

Now I braked suddenly, and suddenly I was a little dazed. Chris's distorted face and crazy eyes flickered in his thoughts, will Chris's face appear on his expression one day in the future?

Lan Li sat quietly on the bench like this, her fingertips following the stream of thought up and down, between the muttering of the melody, the fragments of broken language combined, as if it were a beautiful but difficult poem, the sorrow between the lines was like a wounded bird flying heavily in the rain, trying its best to flap its wings and fly high, but it became more and more difficult.

Heather stood silently, looking at Lan Li's back, and an indescribable sadness filled her heart.

In the night, that broad shoulder is like an eaves on a rainy day, dividing the world into two parts, one violent and one quiet, one raging and one peaceful, and the faint halo scribbles the arc of the side face, blurring all emotions. However, the clear guitar strings are so clear and vivid.

There was a faint loneliness and melancholy in the quiet melody, and the bard-like lyrics were so confusing that Heather even began to wonder if it was English, or was it another alien script, every word she could understand, but the patchwork together was inscrutable.

However, when she heard the phrase "So grass / your dreams", the surging emotions suddenly invaded, and Heather was caught off guard, and tears filled her eyes in an instant. At this moment, she understood Lan Li's heart: the hesitation and confusion in the heart of a lone wanderer.