When I was a child, I always liked to sit by the pond and watch the stars on hot summer nights.
At that time, the sky was still clear and the Milky Way could still be seen. Standing up and reaching out my hand, I felt as if I could scoop out stars from this upside-down Milky Way to fulfill my wish.
After growing up and going to a big city, I was always busy every day, and there were more and more things weighing on me. I was so busy hurrying along that I seldom looked up at the sky again. Looking up by chance, I no longer saw that river. All I could see were dazzling billboards and tall buildings that blocked out the sky.
Gradually, I felt that I had lost myself in this steel jungle. Having become caged cattle and horses, shackled with mortgage and car loans, they can only fill their stomachs with takeout food every day. The rest is just going around in circles over these dozen kilometers.
I'm going to run away and go to a very, very high mountain. Stand on tiptoe and reach the star in my heart.
