Where the qi exists, where I am.

(1) Commencement of school

Looking at the light of the incandescent lamp, I knew that my past had become as faint as the air that filled the room, and that I could not re-enter my own stream of time, in which I or we were all just passers-by. If people can only have short-term memories, then maybe there will be no great sorrow and sorrow, then maybe all that is left is happy snuggling and sweet staying. But if the lie is only a fictional chapter written by the brain after all, the reader is just a lonely shadow under the lonely lamp.

I know we're all going to die, so I don't care about many things; I also know that none of us can know when we will die, so I care about many things.

Soak my heart in the cycle of memories, the countless repeated paths are called before, and in these repeated paths I see - the lone shadow under the lamp shed tears, splashed in the shade of light and shadow, and disappeared into the flow of time.

In the past, the beginning of school was like opening the door, when the time came, a hand and a foot were a fixed place, and a fixed person was seen, but it was more just the fun of the holiday and the hidden worry of the teacher asking questions. Hidden worries will be replaced by the joy of play, and there is not too much sorrow in the little child's heart. Punch cards, marbles, game consoles, and all kinds of gadgets carry laughter and fun, but I can't feel it at the time. The high hillside has to run to the fullest, the day and night have to play, and in the past flow, laughter is permanent, pain and sorrow are occasional.

The flow of time is unstoppable, and I splash and roll in it, but I will eventually grow up.

"What does life look like everywhere? It should be like Feihong stepping on slush. ”

When the school year comes, open a new door, enter a new world, meet new people, hear new stories, and meet new friends. There is a sense of boredom hidden in the freshness, and finally, the life of the university has become boring, the noisy social interaction has become cold, the carnival of the group has become a solitary walk, whether the fire has been extinguished, or the loneliness has left the group, and the fantasy road repeated by countless reincarnations has finally returned to the present. The past has become ethereal, Feihong has stepped through the slush, and there is no trace. But in the current stream, there are still remnants, or rather, there are still constraints.

In the scene of fantasy reincarnation, no matter how much is changed, some people and some things, no matter how much they imagine, cannot be changed.

(2) Fate

It turns out that people can really see their fate in an instant, that feeling is that you are sitting on a chair, in the crowd, and you have a road in front of you, you can't help but choose to go up, because you know, you have no other choice, or you only have that road in your eyes, after several turns, that road disappears, you are still in the chair, and there are still people around, but you know so clearly that you have come to the end of the road, that feeling is so strong, strongly makes you realize that you have gone through life and death, Time has passed, and what remains is only a temporary present. I've always been suspicious of my dreams, I've always been suspicious that I've seen some images of the future, and finally, I don't have to worry anymore. For I saw the eternal tune called fate.

This fate points to a place of tranquility—a place associated with motherhood, a place where tears and sacrifices are hidden, where the dance of life and death is conceived, where the past and the future are buried, and all that remains is quiet, immortal silence!

(3) After school

I hide the joys and sorrows that no one shares in the words I write, and let them grow and grow quietly with me, until I die, and they go to oblivion. Death makes it easy for me, and they become eternal, eternal that no one cares about, more painful than death. But maybe they still have a chance, and in some moments, in some space, they meet me again!