A person walking in wilderness

Many years ago, I walked alone in the wasteland, just like me now, enjoying the loneliness and loneliness of the night alone. My ethereal shadow and I moved to the deep of the wasteland persistently. At that time, I forgot the cities, villages, the world of mortals and the floating people behind me very much, but finally I went out of the wasteland to live in the way of people on the edge of the city or feel the same kind of life. I know this idea is almost naive, but my only reason is to prove that all escapes are a kind of resistance. In cities, my eyes are often wet by fog. It was an extremely ordinary Autumn. Under the sky of the northwest, my figure was monotonous and lonely, just like my soul had nowhere to depend on now. I closed the hard security door, left my house under house arrest behind me, and happily headed for the long sand sea. It was a long and difficult journey. Strangely, I didn’t feel tired. My heart was surrounded by a pleasant tide. I know that my departure is a good relief. How wonderful it is to stay away from the crowd and be alone in the wilderness. Walking to the edge of the desert, my eyes poured on the continuous frozen sand waves. I was asking my soul, do you really want to go in? When I finally got the exact answer, I lifted the beggar’s feet decisively. I walked very hard. The soft silver sand was like cotton wool, and my feet were deeply stuck. I felt that it was not just an adventure. In a sense, I was completing the dream of surpassing, surpass yourself or others? I don’t know. My figure was wandering in the sand sea, just like a tiny tadpole. Death or birth was not what I could control. The only thing I can do is to let the wind-like soul spread its wings. I can’t see a tree, a grass or the same kind, which is a real loneliness. I opened all my heart windows and let the cool desert wind pass through my chest. At the same time, I saw a flock of birds and nephews sweeping through the desert like dense raindrops. Then, the world was quiet, with only my heartbeat, which was the footsteps of my soul, crossing the wilderness or something else. Finally, I was exhausted in the vast sea of sand. I looked up at the sky and held the silver sand in my hand, feeling slippery. Besides, I also feel the real emptiness. I know that at this moment, I am the core of the wasteland. I am talking with the wasteland with my soul, just like now, I am hiding in the deep of the night, listening to the voice of the passing of time. At that time, I seemed to forget everything. Honor, status, dignity and money seemed to be thoroughly remoulded. The rare quietness and leisure made me firmly believe once again that sometimes I had to walk out of the crowd and chew something on the wasteland of time. When the sun crossed my head, I was a little scared. Only then did I find that I was still an ordinary person. Taking advantage of the light, I must go back, walk back to the crowd, walk into the world of mortals, and live in the way of people on the edge of the city or enjoy the same kind of life. Therefore, I quickly climbed up from the sand. My steps were urgent and flustered. I was afraid of death, and I was afraid of being born after death. I went back to the city again. In the days far away from the wasteland, I enjoyed the pleasure and satisfaction of walking on the wasteland. In such a deep night, I increasingly understand that I am denying myself day by day and finally being eroded by the world of mortals. 1000 words

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