The wheel of history has never stopped since it was loaded with steel, motors and guns. Occasionally some people want to pull it to make it slower, but it's just not in the sea. Contaminated land, dead fish and shrimp, carcinogens that have been deposited in children, dead plants. No one can undo all these faults, not even fines and life sentences.
Since the beginning of the Industrial Revolution, human beings can no longer predict the future. Electric lights, high-speed rail, plastics, chemical fibers, paints, additives...
No one knows what the next decade will bring. After all, we are used to creating, and there are so-called miracles.
We don't know what we did, but one day we were suddenly given a critical illness notice.
Going back 40 years, it is the clear stream in the forest that my fathers once tasted; 90 years ago, we can see the high and blue sky in Peiping that Yu Dafu has seen, and sitting at the entrance of the alley, you can always hear pigeons flying. Voice. If you want to count further, the steaming clouds and dream lakes hundreds of years ago, with sparse shadows and sloping clear and shallow, mountains and rivers, large mountains, white water, clear springs in the desert, and even the wolves, tigers and leopards that can be seen everywhere have become lovely.
Now there is no landscape in my eyes, please don't talk to me about poetry.
Who doesn't love sunshine, air and water. But we are about to lose them.
Who doesn't love their hometown, there is a home there.
The sound of frogs and crickets on a summer night, the small streets, the gentle sunshine, the tadpoles in the pond, the sleepy anglers by the river, the vibrant dialects in the wet market. These are my treasures.
All problems have a reason, all disasters were once inconspicuous.
The lips are dead and the teeth are cold.
Our planet has become what it is now, and no one can be spared.
In places where the news has not been reported, in places we have not been to, many people have endured silently, or left their homes.
As in the film, the hometown of the tanukis is about to become flat. All newborn children will die, and all the stories of the past will be reduced to ashes.
They terrorized humans with magic, but the hill was leveled and the forest was gone. Even in the end, humans gave them a place to live, which, in my opinion, is a tragedy.
There is nothing like living in the homeland.
"I use the electrical appliances with peace of mind, unpack a package of snacks with peace of mind, wrap my coat with peace of mind, and get into the car with peace of mind, and then other people's life or death doesn't matter to me anymore. Because I can't hear, I can't see, I Know nothing about grief."
Hope the earth will be a better place, not just for us, but for our children, children of children, for the entire blue planet. Stop living in ignorance.
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