（Runyan #20210104 #Day21/100）
? I think I must be in a dream, otherwise how could my body be so light and fluttering in the wind. The sky was covered with yellow sand, and the sun was shining brightly on the top of my head. I was very hot but not sweating. For the first time, I looked down at the endless desert from a high altitude. Everywhere was monotonous yellow, and even plants were hard to find.
? I am a grain of sand that cannot speak but has thoughts. I am a little lucky that in this boundless desert, I am not a lonely person, but a grain of sand that can fly anywhere. I'm going to look for the story that happened in the desert that I read in the book. I wonder if I can still find traces of it.
? I was flying aimlessly and saw an isolated hut not far away. Maybe it was because I was too tired after flying for too long, or maybe I was driven by curiosity and wanted to take a rest. Everywhere in the house was covered with yellow sand, and the picture frame on the wall could no longer hang, with only one nail barely holding it up. Even so, I can still see the young faces of a happy couple hugging each other and laughing in the photos. I approached it to carefully identify the appearance of the host and hostess, and in a trance, I seemed to see the love story of Sanmao and Jose.
? Living in the harsh Sahara Desert, giving up the comfortable life in the city for the one you love, just to have more time with him. Walking in the desert every day, lacking living facilities such as water and electricity, and having to resist the harsh living environment of nature, it is difficult to imagine how to live day after day. But although living in the desert, Jose has a hard time making a living, and Sanmao is tortured by illness, love can make the desert bloom with brilliant flowers. Together they transform a dilapidated house into the most beautiful home in the desert.
Looking around, the house is no longer as clean and tidy as it was back then, and it feels dilapidated and desolate. After the crowd was gone, there was only an eerie silence left in the room. I don't want to stay for another second, I'm afraid these thoughts will make me fall into emotions that I can't extricate myself from.
Another gust of wind took me outside the house and behind the ruined stone wall. Those dazzling white bones immediately hurt my heart. The harsh climate in the desert would stage a death struggle every day. Whether it is for people, animals or plants, it is a test.
The pile of bones seemed to make me see a group of archaeological team members walking in the desert. They were really unlucky and encountered a sandstorm that was rare in a century. The wind roared, sweeping the sand into a tight wall in the air. The sand that seemed harmless to humans and animals during the day suddenly turned into a deadly sword under the influence of wind. Layer after layer of sand fell on them one after another. As long as the wind did not stop, the sand would not stop. After an unknown amount of time, the strong wind stopped shouting, and the world returned to its original appearance, as if there had never been a sandstorm. It's just that the original sand flat has risen a lot, and even the stone wall can only be barely recognized. Those people who were weighed heavily by the sand fell asleep forever. They stayed here and became part of the desert.
? I am so sad, there is sadness everywhere I look. Man seems so small in front of nature, he is in awe of nature, and at the same time he is curious to explore the secrets under the desert that have been sealed for many years. Maybe one day human science and technology will be advanced enough that we no longer need to make such an exchange with our lives.
? Thinking like this, I was carried away by a gust of wind again, rising higher and higher. The strong sunlight stung me and I closed my eyes. When I opened my eyes again, I saw a familiar house and a familiar bed. Am I myself again? Or was the previous experience just a dream? I think my thoughts are a bit funny, but the previous dream was too real.