Under the hot sunshine, the earth becomes dry, and the lonely world can occasionally hear a breeze blowing across the ground.
It's hard to feel thirsty in the desert. Knowing that there is an oasis, I can really feel the joy of hope, but I can't see it all the time, and gradually I get lost in the desert. ...
The lonely figure stands out in the deserted desert. Unfortunately, no one will notice that only the light and the sand on the ground wander around me. Listening to my heavy breathing, I vaguely feel that my heart is still shaking in front of my chest. Gently and rhythmically, it seems to show off its vitality and exuberance.
Just for a second.
Just for a moment, my brain suddenly went dark, my body stopped moving for a moment, and I didn't know where to look. I could only go straight ahead until the end. But how long will it take in the end, and how long can my body support it? Quietly, I don't know when the wind blows, and the momentary coolness makes me physically and mentally displaced. I'm still going forward. Which "desert" will the next journey be? Nothing was taken away, and the footprints left were quickly covered with dust, but still left a lonely figure floating in the vast dust.
All kinds of past, endless pain, no time to stay, no time to remember, new pain will follow, greater difficulties you must overcome, and usher in short-term hope. Sand floats into your eyes and smiles. Why care? Soon the sand left your eyes again, no longer attached to anything, leaving you only tears.
A gust of wind blew, and I attached myself to it, standing in the wind and letting it blow my long hair. I know it won't haunt me for long, it will leave soon, and I know it will come again. The vast desert, only the scorching sun, sand, and a lonely person. Memories come to mind and quickly leave. I don't know why they appear again. Like sand blowing in the wind, they will never disappear. Maybe I'll get lost in the wind. Should I go straight ahead or stay quietly?
I tried to ask God: When will it end? God only told me that someone was waiting ahead. Go straight ahead is an oasis, representing all the hopes.
I no longer doubt, no longer stay, with heavy steps, gradually, gradually disappeared in the desert.
Looking back, there is silence behind me. There will be no other breath and noise in the yellow desert land. The whole world has become so quiet and clear. Under the sunlight, the sand seems to have the flavor of life, which is very vague and clear. Another gust of wind blew, and the sand attached to me followed. I just know that I don't need to look for an oasis at all, because I am on an oasis, and every gust of wind and sand smells. Like everyone else, I have my own story, but I still have to move on. I want to see a better oasis.
A figure in the desert gradually faded away, and for a long time, it never appeared again, as if it had never appeared …