At the End of the Nightmare, There Is the Tenderness of the Guardian

I have been afraid of the dark and things hiding in the shadows since I was a child, until Amei's sudden change made the nightmare come true. That night in Blackstone Village, the roar of monsters, the cries of villagers, and the death of relatives became a lingering nightmare for me. I curled up in my grandma's arms, thinking I would never see the morning sunshine again. But there are always sparks in the world, and there is always hope in desperate situations. The arrival of the People's Liberation Army is the gentlest end to this disaster. They used their bodies to build defense lines, used weapons to eliminate evil, and used their hands to treat the wounded and rebuild their homes. In the sunshine, their figures carrying the wood and their warm words of farewell at the entrance of the village have become the most reassuring memories for me for the rest of my life. It's just that in the dream, Amei's eyes were too eager, and the dark shadow under the old locust tree flashed away. I am about to go to my grandma's house to learn the mysterious magic. Not to escape, but to protect - to protect grandma, to protect Black Rock Village, and to protect the warmth that once illuminated me