There was a starry sky above us

It is quiet, mysterious, and profound

No matter how noisy and flashy the world is, it still can't shake its detachment. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Do we also have a quiet and beautiful starry sky in our hearts?

Haruka looked up at the starry sky above his head in reverie.

He once had a peculiar dream:

It was in distant childhood, when he crouched at the door of an old earthen house; In the quiet night sky, a bright moon hangs; Under the moon was a mist like a light veil; It's as hazy as a fairy tale.

The unique coolness of the moonlit night is like a sweet spring flowing into his heart.

Everything is so peaceful.

Ignorantly, he grabbed some loose paper beside him, lit it with a match, and threw it into a dustpan in front of him.

As the flames flickered, his body magically soared into the air, floating lightly in the direction of the moon.

Many years later, whenever Haruki recalls this dream, it seems that there is still a refreshing warm current gushing out of his heart.

He once tried to unravel the meaning of this dream for himself:

Why wait for the loose paper to burn before he can fly?

What does loose paper symbolize?

He knew that the loose paper was like paper money that was burned for the deceased.

Linking the two is - in his childhood concept, death was just flying to the magical Earth Moon Palace, and he didn't fear it too much.

As Sigmund Freud once explained, a little girl was playing with her friends on the prairie, and suddenly all of her friends flew away with wings like butterflies.

As a result, Freud speculated that the little girl had heard adults say that people would turn into butterflies and fly away after death.

This dream is much the same.

When he was a child, he may have heard stories told by adults: after death, people will fly to the Moon Palace.

However, this is just a kind of reasoning and speculation on his part.

Have you ever heard adults say: When a person dies, he will fly to the Moon Palace.

He is not impressed yet, he can't be sure.

What he was sure of was that it was just the unique coolness, comfort, and even a sense of security that this dream brought him......

There were always some enigmatic sporadic memories in his mind

The memories were incoherent, even messy, and seemed to have little connection to reality.

However, it can give him a pleasure that has not been seen for a long time and is close to forgetting.

This kind of pleasure, a bit like the starry sky overhead, is a kind of detachment that is not easy to shake, and is not easily disturbed and affected by external objects.

It will not be easily dissipated because it has been hurt, nor will it be replaced by joy at will.

However, those memories are too faint and detached, and it is really difficult to capture, or even describe them with pen and ink.

Only instinct drives him to search his mind for the fragments of those memories, and try to assemble and reshape something.

A famous person once said: When we go to find love, we experience it with our hearts, not with our eyes, so Cupid's eyes in the painting are blank.

Therefore, when communicating with people in reality, Yaoguang's eyes are always confused, empty, and flustered.

In this way, he may also be trying to find a kind of love.

His search was sometimes very purposeful;

Sometimes it's like a lost child, at a loss.

But he never gave up looking.

On the way to search, you can never predict when and where you will meet your target

It's always a glance, a rubble, a flash, a voice...... Inadvertently bumped into it