Wuhe

I believe that civilizations come and go in the universe. Before the Big Bang, more than one complete civilization must have reached the heights we are reaching now. Time is both destruction and reshaping. Before the Big Bang, the last civilization left files for itself to restart. These fragments are scattered in places that we can see or cannot see. "The Classic of Mountains and Seas" is neither a myth nor a fable. It is a catalog left behind by the previous civilization. Those weird beasts, bizarre mountains, and illogical geography are not the product of imagination. It's memory. They are fragments of that civilization preserved at the end of time. Sanxingdui and Jinsha are the stopping points for these fragments in the world. The clasped hands of the bronze standing figure, the empty nest on the sacred tree, and the erased content behind the mask reveal that they are not for sacrifice. They are the identifying marks left by the last civilization before its end. They don't know who will come, but they know that as long as the artifacts are there, there is still a chance that the connection can be reestablished. This book is about a girl's listening process. Starting from the footnotes of "The Classic of Mountains and Seas", she walked into the strata of the Sanxingdui ruins and passed through the layers of artifacts in Jinsha until she touched the sounds that were still echoing inside the artifacts. She doesn't interpret them, she catches them. I wrote this book because I believe civilization is round. It doesn't go away, it just breaks. The interrupted things will be re-identified at the appropriate time. As long as there are still people willing to listen, those fragments will not be silent. He who listens to all things cannot be taken away from him. That's why I wrote this book.