I think there is probably a heaven, but we are not in it...
I remember that the sky at that time was a very lovely orange color, and the clouds formed beautiful shapes, thick and dense. I don't know how to describe it. The sun's beams passed through the thick clouds, like a scene in a foreign picture - paradise.
Yes, it feels like heaven.
Many years later, when I recall the beginning, I still feel the same way.
At that time, I was lying on the grass that was dyed golden yellow, and suddenly a rotating object flew into my sky and hit me hard on the head.
I rubbed my forehead and looked at the culprit. It turned out to be a bamboo dragonfly.
Then I raised my head and saw him standing not far away...
"Is it yours? Take it and don't let it fly away again."
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