No matter how many times I watched the blue sea and blue sky before, I couldn't understand Jack's decision to dive into the deep sea to find dolphins and mermaids, so I often wondered whether he and johana were in love. If so, why did he still choose the sea. If not, what is this sadness that fills the camera.
Until all of a sudden, I realized that some people like to dive into the deep sea, and I like to stare at the blue sky.
When I was a child, I liked to lie alone on the hillside with the wind blowing in the summer afternoon, watching the white clouds flow like water on the blue sky. Two kinds of birds can often be seen on the hillside, one is an eagle, staring as if motionless, and the other is a lark, flapping from the grass and flying upwards until only a small black spot remains.
When I grew up, I liked watching all kinds of aerial photography. I liked to climb to the top of the cliff and watch the valley and river below. I like to sit in the window seat of the plane and watch everything on the ground. I like to float on the water quietly and watch myself. His shadow is projected by the sun on the bottom of the swimming pool, and with a random stroke of his hand, like a bird, he glides in the water, and likes to run wild in the wild with headphones on, listening to the wind blowing his sweat-soaked hair.
But the more I ran, the more I realized that the limit of my running was there, and the land I could run over was also there. Compared with the map in my heart, it was still too small and too small. One day I was lying on the lawn out of breath after running. Up, my heart is full of ecstasy and depression, loneliness is like a tide, and I'm just a little fish, even though I don't move, my heart is like a storm, watching the clouds and birds flying past, my eyes suddenly burst into tears .
As a person with deep sea phobia, I may never understand the feeling of jack diving into the water as peacefully as if it were back to its mother's body, but I can understand the urge to swim like a bird in the sun under the blue sky and white clouds. The ocean is the sky, and the clouds are my waves.
If one day, I can give birth to a pair of wings, stand on the edge of the cliff, even if I want to eat the wind and drink the dew, the sun and rain, in order to ride the wind day by day on the vast land, in order to shuttle freely in the white clouds and red sun, I will only I was afraid that I would be like a jack, with all the pain and regret all over my body, jumping up.
This heavy feeling of loneliness is gravity, which binds me firmly to the ground like a plant, and this heavy feeling of loneliness is also the wind, which takes my heart like a dandelion to an unknown distance. May I feed my horse and chop firewood to travel around the world, my heart will always face the sea, and spring flowers will bloom.
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