Laughing at Strange Things

The sky is full of paper butterflies, the undefeated face, the dead and alive people are dreaming in their dreams. The lost time wields a child's wooden sword, and a green cow weeps alone while listening to the inaudible music of the piano. Bamboo slips written by themselves, paintings without ink, and a tall wooden horse carrying an academy wandering between yin and yang. Towns built with bones, old men ringing bells in the morning, tall Buddha statues in temples chanting sutras day and night. In the upside-down mountain forest, stubborn rocks have grown into lush vegetation, and a flower is immortalized in the fire on the top of the cliff. In the flowing river, a woman rowing a boat alone sang in a low voice: "Unpredictable and strange things, jokes and songs!" PS: This is just a story that the author tried hard to write.