It is said that a snake has to shed its skin many times in its life, and every time it sheds its skin, it grows a little bigger.
Our protagonist, when he was thirteen years old, something happened in his life that made him feel more unbearable pain than shedding his skin
He was originally a child who was new to everything and liked to look at the scenery on the street and from high places. In his view, everything has light, morning, noon, night, each has its own magic, the world is a kaleidoscope.
However, loneliness is like a snake, creeping into the hearts of left-behind children.
He has no mother.
Childhood is the best and longest time in his life, because there is music, and the love of grandpa and father.
He dreams of a school with bright and clean windows, with children of all skin colors, warm quilts and clean pillows. No one feels lonely at any time. He manages it and does ringing the old man's bell.
However, an accident caused him to wander in a panic.
Human traffickers, rat nests, the sound of a big city is like ice cream, a little sweet, but it does not quench your thirst; it is far away, like the sound of a river in a dream.
He had all kinds of dreams.
Dreams are the gods of children, they need it to tell themselves everything, to remind themselves of this and that. People are omnipotent in their dreams, for example, turning back time, he who is sick can emerge from the heart of the earth, he goes to the other side, like the wind, enters grandpa's study, and says: "Grandpa, it's me! I am coming!"
He made some good friends, met some wonderful people, and experienced all kinds of warm and melancholy things.
He carefully protects himself, and also protects the children who suffer from depression and leave home because of the earthquake. Together, they study all kinds of questions they can think of: Why do people look so strange? Big head, no wings, thick legs, not as good as a dragonfly
In order to gain freedom, they fantasize that they are civet cats, not getting along with people, but civet cats with civet cats
During the process of being trafficked, he escaped and gained freedom. As a "lonely warrior", he rescued all the children controlled by traffickers.
Growth is discovered in moments, in the mirror, in the expansive joy of sunlight.
Which young man does not appreciate himself?
Dad once said: "Take a mirror on the road, there will be light, and you can find what you want."
He wanders around the city with a mirror.
He is the boy we saw, but not.
Sometimes boys are the same as men. If there are strange eyes staring at him, it must be a man's eyes when he turns back. It conjures images of solitude, darkness, and wilderness. He has not yet grown into a man, but he is naturally familiar with this look.
The most uncomfortable thing for a child is that he can arrange a play, but he cannot arrange his own destiny, so he can only continue to hide. He can never keep anything, and he can't stay with those who he likes and who bring him a warm feeling for a long time.
In loneliness, he chatted with the sculptures in the city square every day: "Stone Stone, no matter day or night, you keep your eyes open. My father's face is full of sadness. But his eyes are like angels, very kind. He will use music to congratulate You speak, and sing to you everything in the world. If you see him, tell me"
He is a speck of dust, blown by the wind, floating around, and the speck of dust wants to find another speck of dust.
He thinks about time and loves music.
Music helped him, helped the children who lost their loved ones in the earthquake, and took away the depression
He and his friends are daydreaming on the streets of the city. They tied yellow ribbons on the pomegranate branches, wishing that the snow robes would cover the wounds of the earth and care for the souls deep in the earth.
He longed for a miracle and saw the bridge of his dreams with his own eyes. In panic, he climbed up The familiar and unfamiliar singing came from the sky, from the dream, and floated from the river. It was soft and considerate, and it was a great comfort. the faces of the people
The four seasons reincarnate, and it is snowy winter again.
Dad took him back to the countryside and told him the secret of his life experience.
It turned out that he was an abandoned baby, a child dropped by a girl who went out to work.
There are two kinds of snow in the world, one is cold and the other is warm.
He thought: If mom is on the way home, she must be tired. If she is a wheat seedling, let the snow robe cover her
? experience escape and suffering, feel pain and sorrow. A child longing for comfort, a sensitive teenager with dreams,He has the pride of life and sees more beauty and hope in life.
Love and tolerance give him the strength to meet the long life ahead.