Whenever you look up at night and see the vast starry sky, I wonder if you will feel as small as I do, I believe that in many corners of the universe, there are many life forms that are also sighing like me about the wonder of the world and the greatness of creation.

The more people know, the more ignorant they feel, such as the soul, does the world exist? Is everything empty after death, or is there something left behind that still lingers in the world? According to the society where everything is about science, perhaps a hundred years, a thousand years, or even more will not solve this answer, whether the "soul" is also an alternative "science".

Since childhood, I grew up listening to stories of gods and ghosts told by adults, and believed in the theory of gods and ghosts. When I was a child, when we were 12 years old, the boys there would recognize a cypress tree on the left side of the entrance of the Guandi Temple (Changpingjia Temple) as a "godfather", and the woman would recognize the other side as a "godmother", praying for the power of the gods to bless a lifetime without illness and disaster.

When I grew up, I entered this society where I had no faith and only believed in money, and I became bolder. As long as you give more money, even if you sleep in the cemetery for one night, it is not a problem to become an atheist, but "the body is not afraid of shadows", but there are a few things that I will never forget from my own experience, and I also believe that there is a force in this world that can never be explained by existing science.

I remember when I was a child, I was five or six years old, in the middle of the summer, the adults sat under the tree in front of my house to enjoy the shade, I was playing on the side, my neighbor's little girl of the same age as me came to ask if she had seen her mother, she said no, she went south to look for it, and after a while she came back and said that she had a headache, and the adults asked her where she had found it, and he said that she had gone to the back field to find it. In the past, the back of my yard was all ground, and the sandy land could not be watered, and the peanuts were mainly planted, and there were many graves. The adults all said that she dared to run to the cemetery at noon, remembering that her grandmother was buried in the back, and she would not let her grandmother greet her, and they all said that it was very possible. Just use our local method here to see, my mother took a mirror from home, and then used a coin to circle her head, while turning and chanting: is it her grandma, is it her grandma greeting the baby, if her grandma will stand up (coin), the baby is still small and does not dare to greet the baby, (greeting here is also called catching) ............. When you put the coin on the mirror again, you have to say: Is it her grandma, if you stand up, you have been gone for so many years, and you still have to worry about it, you have a good life, don't worry about .......

Sure enough, the coin stood up, and the adults said that it was really her grandmother, and told her that it was just noon, but not to run around, and asked her if her head still hurts? She said better. When I was a child, my memory was a little vague, but I have always been impressed by this incident, and I don't know if she really doesn't hurt anymore, or maybe it's because the sun gives her a headache. But there is one thing that I have personally experienced, but I can't fool myself.

When I was in junior high school during the winter vacation, I spent most of my time playing at my cousin's house, and every year when the New Year was approaching, his family would hang out a family tree to worship, which was a big canvas, with several ancestral portraits and the names of generations of ancestors, and I blamed my brain for casually saying what this is (・o・), I regretted it a little when I said it, I actually knew what it was in my heart, I said that I knew how to talk nonsense, and I began to have a headache in less than five minutes, not that kind of violent pain, faint pain and can't tell where it is, I didn't dare to tell me, lying that I was going home for dinner, and when I got home, I quickly told my mother what had just happened, and my mother scolded me and knew that a day of nonsense, it must be your grandfather greeting you (my grandfather died when I was born), saying to make me a "pillar", prepare a bowl of water first, I sat on the stool, my mother covered my head with a red cloth, and then circled my head with three chopsticks, and chanted while turning in a circle: Is it his grandfather, the baby is not sensible, don't give me a ......, and then pinch the three chopsticks together and stand in the water, I have to keep chatting: is it grandpa, is it his grandfather who stood up ......, the chopsticks really stood up, and the first time it didn't hurt, after a while the chopsticks fell, he poured water at the door and then buckled the bowl down and pressed the three chopsticks.

In my experience, not all people will turn into nothingness after death, there will always be some special people who will exist in another form, as for what kind of people will exist in what form, it can only be left to future generations to study, but one thing is not wrong, people should be good, that is, the so-called: do not do bad things and are not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door!