Journey of Heart

Take my heart away Take them to wander far away hope another me in a foreign country can see different scenery different sun take my heart away Take him to distant places hope another me in the sea will meet Different storms A different paradise Li Jian felt deep sadness as he read this poem he wrote the day before yesterday. Looking at the rolling mountains in front of him, he seemed to remember something, in the distant future, in the hopeless present, or in the silent and motionless past. Looking at the continuous mountains in front, looking at the green trees on the mountains, looking at the purple soil under the trees, looking at the wisps of smoke in the sky that are blown askew by the wind, and the blue sky reflected by the sun and the white clouds in the sky. Then he closed his eyes and heard the annoying honking on the road and people's boring conversations, the sad sound of crows in front of his window in recent days, the whispers of the couple next door, and the nervous barking of the dog downstairs... He seemed to have lost himself and could not find a way out in the darkness. Everything, everything happening around him, was like a wisp of smoke that was swayed by the wind, became hazy, and then disappeared. He felt that the real world was getting further and further away from me. Inside his body and deep in his heart, the other world became increasingly clear... He touched the distant future, forgot the hopeless present, and returned to the silent and motionless past.