Star Tears
Preface
The moment of inspiration reminded me of the tears that had dried on her cheeks... And the heroine of the story, at this moment, came in search of a dream...
What is darkness, what is shore, what is darkness, what is love
In this season, Tianchou has burned away the pain of long life. The story of Xing, just like countless ordinary selves, is unfolding as scheduled in an ordinary corner of the earth...
When her tearful eyes have been lost in her dreams, when her future is like the morning mist dancing with it, everything about her is pushed to the past, reborn in flashbacks and hallucinations, and headed for destruction while lost...
Her clear and bright narration always makes people feel that it is a superposition of dreams, memories and travels, hazy and unclear. And my words poured out naturally, lost in her dreams, and expressed more delicately. Without showing off, relying easily on the deft play of light that changes form and volume, relying on reflections that blur outlines, I try to give reality a semblance, erasing the lines and retaining the essence.
Memories enable people to control time; travel enables people to occupy the dimension of space. Every mile crossed can arouse the passion of the traveler. Once he stops, he will get rid of the poetry of dreams and fall into the melancholy reality...
I, as a traveling poet, although the surface of reality is gloomy and the temptation is not very strong, I can always drag the protagonist who is leaning into the abyss...