-Excerpted from Bi Shumin's "Making Heart"
In our world, time is the longitude and space is the latitude, and a series of joys and sorrows are carefully woven, which is very regular. In fact, every corner and every knot has a secret mark. At that time, we were at a loss, but when we looked back, we suddenly found that all the veins were vivid, and then smiled and understood the pain and sadness.
At the moment of looking back, time stays and never dies. The stream flowing under the shade of ferns and wild peonies is still young, the sky is full of clouds, and my heart is full of your love and care for me.
-From Xi Murong's Looking Back at the Moment.
Traffic is heavy at the foot of the broken mountain. A valley full of cars. Pedestrians on the shore Various buildings, the checkerboard glass reflects the glass of the other building, reflecting more cold-faced buildings. Because this is new york, the most lively wasteland composed of strange faces. On the sidewalk, shoulders touch and heels touch. The physical distance cannot be shorter and the psychological distance cannot be longer. The Federation's star-spangled banner unfurled on the cliff. The sound of alarm replaced the sound of songbirds. The crowd rose and fell at the revolving door of the big company, sucked in and spit it out. Insurance broker. Shop assistant A diplomat from Europe. The representative of India.
-Excerpted from Yu Guangzhong's "Palmprint of the Left Hand"
In fact, between people, or for affection, friendship or love, what kind of close friendship can't be established on the premise that I am with you? Isn't love all about being together? Even if it is a god, it is nothing more than the characteristics of "ancient is present, eternal" and "ubiquitous". As a person, I feel another kind of value for my "limitation of only appearing in this time and space", as if I were a strange and twisted small shape in a jigsaw puzzle, which is meaningless at first sight, but when Chajo is embedded in a proper time and space, it is also an indispensable piece. The existence of the gods is boundless, boundless, with no beginning and end, and I am conscious and conscious in this mountain and water at the moment.
-Excerpted from Jason's "I am"
The changing clouds float leisurely over my head. I once again saw the myth that appeared in my childhood hallucinations: floats dragged by horses, beautiful women on clouds, magnificent palaces ... my heart suddenly became sweet. In that cloud, I seem to see my childhood self. I used to be a lovely little girl, barefoot, snapping like me, wearing glasses outlined with a brush, wrinkles and beards outlined with a brush, and open without front teeth. I didn't leave you, I always lived in your heart. Why else would you have a childlike innocence? "
-Excerpted from Jason's Dream
I can't believe that mom will never see me again. In spring, my mother peeled apples for me. I believe I can recognize her peeled apples at a glance from countless peeled apples. Every place where I change knives has the radian she can cut and the length she can cut, which is frank and sincere. Just a few months ago, my mother cooked Chinese medicine for me ... I opened her eyelids and wanted her to look at me again. But the little aunt said that mom would never close her eyes.
-Excerpted from Jason's "The person who loves me the most in the world is gone"