Where is this?

Why am I here?

These two questions are so familiar, I seem to keep asking myself this question over and over again.

There were no answers to these two questions, but I kept asking myself one more question.

Who am I?

Who am I?

Until I saw the bowl again.

I kept looking at the bowl, I kept fumbling with the bowl, and I remembered it, I remembered it all.

At the same time I felt nauseous in my chest,

The thought of the long darkness makes me convulsed with disgust, and I will definitely turn this experience into a song to commemorate it when I go back in the future.

I don't know how long I slept in the dark-------------

I don't know how hard it will be to open my eyes----------

I came from afar------------

Obsessed with the world-------------

I'm wild for her---------

These lines must be used as the opening lyrics, and these lines are carved into the mountain wall with stones.

After carving these few words, I took a closer look at the surrounding environment.

This should be the other side of the mountain with no end in sight, it is still a towering mountain, the gray sky, the only difference is that the sky is brighter, and there is a stone staircase that winds upwards in front of it, and there is no end in sight.

The clear qi rises, and the turbid qi falls, so there is heaven and earth, and the underworld is below, so if you go to the heavenly realm, you will go up. It seems that I have only one choice now, because there is only one path in front of me.

Without further ado, let's climb, but people feel so tired. But when I think of everyone still trapped in that cave, I can't let myself go.

At first, the first few hundred steps were relatively easy, but the further back the stairs became, the steeper they became, and the person soon became very tired, as if he hadn't closed his eyes for three days.

I insisted on climbing a few dozen steps and couldn't support it, and I had to sleep for a while, so I went directly to the stone steps, what was in my chest that hurt me, and I looked at it in a daze, and saw the earthen bowl again.

Snow is still waiting for me, but I'm going to waste my time here, what if they have an accident while I'm asleep? No, I have to keep climbing up.

Unclear, muddy, walking slower and slower, I felt like I was sleeping while climbing the mountain, and climbing and sleeping were going on at the same time.

I woke up in a daze, I told myself that I was a person with perseverance, that I was a person who never gave up, and then I went into a daze, and then I woke up again, even if I was moving, I didn't stop.

Fortunately, in the second half of the journey, I had a goal, and I could already see the top of the mountain, although it was also a very long distance, and with a goal came motivation.

Heaven is indeed the way to seek, but it is too difficult. Sure enough, it's a way, it's not a very way, and it's really not an ordinary person's walk.

This thought also reminded me that I was trying to move up the Tao Te Ching while reciting the Tao Te Ching for the rest of the race, and I didn't know that after reciting it dozens of times, I finally moved to the top of the mountain.

I've arrived, I've finally arrived.

But there is no weak water here at all, there is only a dozen square meters of place here, not to mention Tianhe, even if you sleep here, you will roll back to the foot of the mountain if you roll a few more times in your dream.

There is nothing here either.

There is a vertical wooden ladder in the middle of the top of the mountain, which is no different from the wooden ladder used by ordinary people at home, the only difference is that this wooden ladder is too long, you can see this end, but you can't see that end.

It's still a bit useful to recite the Tao Te Ching dozens of times, at least people are much more sober, and I affirm one thing, this road is the back door to the heavenly realm.

I've always been a hesitant person, and now it's the fastest decision I've ever made.

I took off my T-shirt, wrapped the earthen bowl and tied it behind my back, and climbed up the wooden ladder.

When a person keeps repeating and repeating a single thing, there must be a limit, I don't know what the limit of human beings is, but I think I should be far beyond this limit.

Compared to climbing a wooden ladder, my sitting on a small boat is a luxurious journey.

At least you can see dead trees, rivers, unfinished buildings, and an old man who doesn't speak, and all you can see now is an endless wooden ladder.

The most important point is that you don't have to row by yourself to take a small boat, and you have to climb the wooden ladder step by step by yourself.

The boat ride felt like two weeks, and the climb on the wooden ladder made me feel like I'd been climbing all my life.

And so it went on for a long, long, long time.

I decided to jump off the wooden ladder and put an end to this.

But I don't want to jump down by myself, I lie on the wooden ladder and don't climb anymore, I want to let myself fall asleep, and then fall down by myself while I am asleep, so that I will not be scared to death, nor will I know that it hurts, but fortunately I will not be hungry here, otherwise I will starve to death before I fall to the foot of the mountain.

I woke up in a daze, and I was still lying on the wooden ladder, but the situation was a little different, there was a flickering sound of wind passing by my ears, and thin clouds falling down one by one.

I'm on the rise.

To be precise, the ladder is going up, and it turns out that this is an elevator, automatic.

Then I fell back into a deep sleep.

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