Kaishen didn't know whether he would return to his hometown in the South in the future, let alone where he would go in the future. He came to this world in a hurry and started his journey in a hurry.
Memory is a good medicine for freezing time. It describes everything in the past to us and stores it in our brains, as if it were a huge chest of drawers. We can temporarily put the memory in it and look for it at a certain moment in the future. It seems that all the people or things in the past are emerging in front of our eyes. The past will become the present, and the present will become the past. Memory is more like a photo album. You are the protagonist of the movie of life, interpreting your own story. Keshen does not need to perform his own script, he only needs to remake it according to someone else's script, because it is not essentially different from his own script.
Keshen was at a loss during the journey. He couldn't take away anything he saw, so he engraved it permanently on his unconcerned eyes. At this time, he has his own soul. I am not the master of his destiny. He is like a friend of mine. I listen to the weird experiences he describes. Perhaps the style of writing and the collision of ideas appear bizarre but full of authenticity.
I don't know how to stop writing, just like when will Kaishen become me, or when will I become Kaishen.
Purpose: Face life bravely