Firefly

True excellence is like the light emitted by fireflies, which shines brighter when it is darker. How can you be sure that you are yourself? All cognitions are just memories slowly awakening in your mind. Scattered and broken, it's hard to tell whether it's a dream or the past. Short novel A middle-aged man was sitting on a tea chair on the terrace, looking downstairs through the window. The pencil in his hand waved rapidly on the white paper, depicting a beautiful girl, a thin boy and a fat man sitting in the truck downstairs. The girl waved goodbye and turned to go home. The boy got back in the car and the fat man drove the truck away. The rustling sound caused the white paper to keep turning, and the sun slowly set, waiting for the dark night to permeate the whole world. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.