The Lost Kite

She dreamed that her open hands turned into wings. Only then did he realize that he was a kite with a broken string. Everything is hanging in the air, it's so unreal. Her weightless body shuttled through the high air with the wind at a suffocating speed. At this moment, the world in her eyes was constantly changing and turning upside down. The sky is so big, freedom is indefinable, and it is so vast that it dwarfs human beings. She cried in despair, but could not hear her own voice. It turns out that kites have no ears. Who is the one who cuts the rope, "Yu" or "Cheng"? She woke up crying from her dream and felt so comfortable at the moment she opened her eyes. Yu was the boy she liked for the first time. She often felt that her first love was a memorial to her secret love. She knew that Yu and she were two people with different pursuits in life. But when she was an ugly duckling, Yu's various concerns for her always made her fascinated by fairy tales. When she recalled them in her spare time, she always felt innocent and cherished. Cheng is her first boyfriend who is full of flesh and blood, warm and living. Yu gave her care, but couldn't give her the love she wanted, even just for a moment. The city had given her a lot, but such a plain, real, and clear life was taken for granted by her and could never move her numb heart. Yu, it made her heartbroken again and again. Why did she still thank him? The city is what she loves, why does she feel that there is no future? "She is not as gorgeous as fireworks. She is not like a bird that can migrate. She is just a flying kite. She is free only because she is afraid of your heartache..." - Sent to Mian Xiaoqi September 3, 2011