My life, when my mother was alive, was bright green.
The purple light tore through the night, and the thin shadow stumbled towards the depths of the bamboo forest. I leaned against the door, quietly waiting for the anger to burn.
Seeing my mother again, I was wandering in a lonely world, and she was crying and smiling on the other side.
Deep pain surrounded me, as if there were bruises on my bones.
I weaved a long, gray dream.
I'm fed up with the time that is crammed into me every day, but my own long river never appears.
Burned by my father's anger again, I walked straight out of the mountain village with my own soul.
I'm fed up with studying, chopping firewood, and farming every day. The only things I can't let go of are Mingzhu and my cat Achai.
I embrace the wind and dance in the tropical storm.
Destiny will only stand on the opposite side of me. The pearl stands in the emerald green forest, and the red dress blooms with gorgeous red flowers, like butterflies in flight, like the red sun hanging high in the sky.
On this day, Mingzhu shed tears.
A few days later, Mingzhu got married.
I left this land.
No matter how vivid the dream is, after waking up it will gradually melt and drip down like snowflakes falling on a glass window.
My youthful dream finally came true, and the vast sea spread out in front of me.
After leaping into the cliff, the sun sank into the sea, and the last trace of the afterglow disappeared.
"But I don't exist, you know!"
Guiji hugged my transparent body tightly and cried, "What does it matter?"
If I am a fantasy, then who are you?
We are all trapped in our own hope that the other person will come towards us.
On a rainy night, we stood beside my mother's mound. The dark wooden board was lifted, and there was no one inside, not even a broken body. The emptiness made everything meaningless.
Dad is finally gone and we have a family.
From now on, everything will fall into place.
Written on June 2, 2025
Purpose: Self-salvation