despair.
A drop of water fell, creating a ripple on the black screen.
The scene gradually zooms out, revealing the ripples in their entirety—it was actually a small puddle. The puddle was originally as smooth as a mirror, but the raindrops splashed down, creating ripples on its surface.
Gali—
A bird's sharp cry rang out, and the shadow of a raven swept across the water before soaring into the distant sky.
Drip, drip. The rain gradually intensified. Ripples overlapped on the water's surface, everything dissolved in the water, and the sky became blurred.
Beep—Beep—
The sound of a train whistle cut through the rain, and an old-fashioned train appeared on the water's surface, like a giant black coffin, rushing away into the distance.
The train's straight outline was soaked by the rain and turned into a crooked curve.
Suddenly, a song rang out. At first, it was far away, but gradually, the song drew closer.
"Outside the long pavilion, along the ancient road, the fragrant grass stretches to the horizon..."
The innocent voices of children mingled with the sound of rain, creating an indescribable sense of desolation.
A foot in a leather shoe shattered the ripples, and then a foot in a tattered straw sandal followed. The foot in the straw sandal was dirty, and its foot made the clear, mirror-like water a little murky.
"When will you return, my friend? Do not hesitate when you come back..."
The rain fell heavier and heavier, and people came and went in a constant stream. The puddles were sometimes deep and sometimes shallow, sometimes muddy from being trampled by countless feet, sometimes stained black and red with blood, and sometimes even dried up.
The clouds shifted and changed on the water's surface, and finally, the puddle became clear again. A ray of sunlight shone into the water, illuminating it brightly and translucently.
"Coo-coo—coo-coo—"
A white dove glides between the sky and the water, its pure white form overlapping with the sunlight reflected on the water's surface, leaving a dazzling white trail.
A white dove feather fell.
A flyer fell into the water. The large black characters on the flyer came into view, gradually becoming soaked through.
—"Half of the Sky".
…………
The screen went black.
A familiar female voice rang out in the darkness.
When are you leaving?
Another female voice said:
We have to leave before dawn.
When will you be back?
Another female voice said:
"Come back when it's light."
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