people are just born, they don't know they will die one day. . Later, I saw someone dying on TV, and I knew what death was all about, but I still couldn’t immediately think that I would die too. Later, on the night before going to bed, I lay on my bed in a wild and unconstrained way. I was suddenly shocked when I thought of it: I will die too! So for the first time in my life I experienced real, cold, silent, and powerful fear.
Death, combined with all the dark sides of the world, has since emerged in our world. Just like the dark picture in the depths of the black soul, it is full of images of filth, blood, mania, despair, hypocrisy, nausea, indulgence, etc. Unbelievable, these dirty deeds are things that happen every day in our world, and they are all good things done by humans like us. What kind of creatures are humans!
Our city is the machine and hotbed for all this. It has a glamorous appearance and changes with each passing day. When our growth rate can no longer keep up with the speed of urban change, we begin to wonder whether humans created cities or cities created humans. The mouse said that he didn't like changes more and more, perhaps because he was old. It is always easier to grow old alone than to grow old in a city. So one day, people find that the world they have worked so hard to build is rapidly collapsing. A new group of guys who seem to have been alienated by the city suddenly appeared, claiming that the world is theirs, no longer, or never belonged to you.
And those beautiful things that I believed in before seemed so weak in the face of huge darkness and nothingness. What is the world, what is the universe, and what is life? What will be left of everything in the end? The other self in the black heart said piously that darkness is the most powerful and pure, and white is a hypocrite.
Yes, after the soul is frustrated, all the good things around have become hypocrites. The truth no longer exists, only death and darkness are absolute truths. This is a huge vortex, and I feel that I am scared but unable to extricate myself to follow Hei and sink slowly.
However, Bai's stern cry tore through the darkness. To be a human being, there must be something different, something special and different. What is it and what is the difference? Maybe just as the mouse told him to believe in love.
Believe in love, this sentence has long become as cheap as plastic bags in our cities, and as ridiculous as small street advertisements. Hypocrites will also tell you to believe in love and speak the truth. Bai never said about love or not. But he knows what love is better than anyone in the world. His love exists in his heart, in his colorful dreams, it is a feeling free from narrowness and vanity, without referring to or asking.
Hei is sad, because he has seen the dark side of the city and human nature. Sadness and anger have become an extremely powerful force, ready to swallow this little soul at any time. But Bai is happy, his laughter is always pure, and his eyes are always clear. He sealed the black sadness with invisible love. Sometimes, the invisible things often have much more power than the visible things.
So the two souls saved each other.
Hei's other self left a scar on the palm of his hand. He said that he would always guard Hei and would not leave. Yes, sorrow is also the uniqueness of being born, and it is inescapable. Coupled with the accompanying feelings of anger, despair, panic, etc., it will eventually follow everyone until death. Humans may also need this dark power. This power can be used to destroy some things, including other people's as well as your own.
To be a human being, something must be different. Must have.
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