This film makes people who are troubled by reality feel that in the face of such cosmic loneliness, the life in front of them is too small. On the other hand, I feel deeply, as if the whole world, or the small world around me, is already filled with the complex order and loneliness of the whole universe.
Just like the first time Earthlings came to this galaxy, every new order is always bizarre. If you look at everything around you in a strange way, even the office process of the police station is so weird. Like why do people eat sashimi with wasabi? You can tell me rationally how poor Japan was before the Age of Navigation, or you can tell me humorously because Oda Nobunaga died of a smelly fish. But if you replace it with the seven-second historical world of fish, these reasons, those orders sound too absurd. Unfortunately, only human beings create time and are forever trapped in time.
It takes about 20 hours for the train to traverse the entire western desert of China. As a soul wanderer, I have seen eight sunsets in this desert, but never a long river. But these eight sunsets and 20 hours have planted a very deep Haloxylon in my life time. The roots and stems spread, but no saplings can grow.
I used to keep picking up leaves in autumn, as if I could know what they had seen. Later, I collected all kinds of leaves, and every different pattern contained a lie that I believed to be true. The fallen leaves turned into soil. I have also seen a forest with golden leaves in the moonlight. Under the moonlight, everything seems to be hairy. I walked in and walked through the forest, but there was a cliff at the end. When I hesitated, a beam of gentle moonlight flew towards me, like the sparkle in a person's eyes when he said love, and like a light kiss on the forehead when a person parted, and hit me directly. So in an instant I fell off the edge of the cliff. At the beginning of falling off the cliff, I saw only the bright moon in my eyes, and the sound of the wind was very gentle, and then I saw the ferocious stone on the cliff with blood stains on it. Before I could come and be afraid, I had already fallen to the bottom of the cliff in the furious wind. Looking at the jagged rocks and weeds in the cracks around me, I found myself fragmented and turned into negative ions, black, floating, low, unable to find the direction of aggregation, and not a single positive ion.
Until one day, when I was lying at the bottom of the cliff, a friend I once knew passed by. He found the abyss different with joy, and talked endlessly about how many kinds of plants there are at the bottom of the cliff. Suddenly, the soul fragments seemed to be put together, and I couldn't help feeling that there was no moon in the night. The beam of moonlight that hit me was not because of its power, but because there were few idlers like me to stare at it.
Even walking in the desert, thinking that it is no man's land, but also met other souls. Some are interesting, some are as confused as I am. Some said hello and watched his shadow go away, while others went along for a while and rejoiced together. Until one day, on the way to Zhongnan Mountain, I saw a Taoist priest wandering down the mountain. He said that people who cultivate Taoism should cultivate themselves and all living beings. Only then did I realize that the deserts and forests I have seen over the years are all of me sitting quietly on Mount Zhongnan. My soul wandering has never left this temple of practice.
On a sunny day after the rain, I saw a mirage in the desert, where there are prosperous cities, lively streets, the lives of seven aunts and eight aunts with children, and white-collar workers who work from nine to five. , There are also exchanges of coming and going. The joy of discovering oases in the desert will surely be more relaxing and happier than a city with no sunset and no forest in the distance. But Arthur finally walked through the time and space shuttle, and the cultivator eventually had to go down the mountain to see all living beings in order to see the complete self. I decided to take the haloxylon in my heart and go there to have a look, maybe a sapling will grow.
Even in the end, as a lonely human being, roaming in the galaxy with nowhere to go. One should also have the courage to see a new Earth under construction. At least I have a towel to protect me and a Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy to navigate me, no matter what the danger is. I think this time, I can watch the sunset with artificial intelligence Arthur, Arthur who is wandering in space alone, the little prince who watches the sunset over and over with the roses, and the first person to climb Mount Everest alone, and The grandma who set up a roadside stall selling roasted sweet potatoes was as brave as the people who worked 9 to 5 day in and day out.
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