Been trapped in unconscious dreams, not knowing if I'm dreaming or not, and what it means to be in the dark in my sleep. When I woke up at four in the morning, I just received a message from her. It's been a long time since I really thought about it for myself, I always figured out what I should do, then break, and finally repeat. I thought I had a lot of time. But when I wake up from the darkness, there is nothing waiting for me in the other darkness.
In fact, there is not too much sadness, not too much rationality, and not too much relative blindness. It's like a dream. I was born in my dream, I was reprimanded by my parents in my dream, I went to school in my dream, I liked a man and a woman in my dream, I liked a man and a woman in my dream, I was quarreling and supported each other in my dream, I was in pain and I laughed in my dream. When do you wake up from the dream? Only when I woke up did I know it was a dream.
Towards the end of summer I had a dream.
In a dream, there is a garden, a flower grows in one corner of the garden, she grows alone away from other flowers, until one day she sees a dusty short vase on the windowsill, he is so special, for the first time she wants to possess Nothing but the ground beneath her feet.
When she was lying in the short vase, she found that the mouth of the short vase was broken. Finally one day, the dwarf vase cut the flower stem. That night, the flower watched the green sap turn into gas and disappear, and after a long time said to the vase, whether we were originally not suitable. The dwarf vase says to the flower, if I say fit. Hua fell into silence and chose to stay. Then the crack was cut again, and she left the dwarf vase and went back to the ground. Before long, the short vase came up to her and said, hey, look at my cracks patched up, and you're really beautiful with your prickles. come back to me, okay? Flower said, but I don't know how to protect myself. Dwarf Vase said, "It's okay, I will always be careful, don't worry.
The flowers are again lying in dwarf vases. They had the most memorable time together, until the dwarf vase broke again, cutting the flowers. Flowers said to the dwarf vase on a misty morning, you know why I grow alone, you know I'm free there, you know you're not wrong, it's just that I should go back. Dwarf Vase suddenly remembered that he had always planned to make a pile of pieces and discard them in the corner, but he suddenly found a flower looking at him, which made him feel comfortable, that kind of feeling has never happened before. He forgot that he broke himself for a fish, he wanted to become a vase for her. But he still hurt her. The water in the short vase began to become cloudy due to the violent tremor, and finally fell to the windowsill and returned to the corner of the wall as fragments.
When I woke up from my dream it was winter, and I had nothing to do but lie under the lights and wrap myself up in the air.
I stood alone in the dark, opened two eyes that couldn't shine like a cat or a wolf, and found that the only thing that accompanied me for a long time was the darkness, only the darkness. What can I do to get out of the darkness? I do not know. Perhaps darkness, like all things in the world, needs to be felt in order to be felt. But when can I face the darkness as I face the light?
I think that moment may come soon.
But I will always love light more than darkness.
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