Starting from • Born
I am a book,
I and my brothers and sisters have won titles in the printing factory. They should have been as close as brothers but distinguished between high and low. Look, the popular novel next to me has begun to mock several picture books.
I am an outdated collection of poems with a girl in white on the cover, and the title of the book was stained by a careless person. It is my destiny. On the truck I was dozing off in a daze, letting it take us to different places.
Soon, I arrived at the bookshelf of a bookstore. The crowded store, interviews and biography of outstanding people, and success secrets have left customers with no time to care about these unpopular books, which has given me a lot of free time. I am not talkative, I just look politely and listen to the books around me exchange their origins, their pasts, their experiences. Among them, there are the old masters who speak a lot, the serious philosopher, and the thief who deceives the world... Whenever I will always be the most inconspicuous one among them.
A collection of illustrations around me, she shines like a princess in fairy tales, and confidence and perfection are her synonyms. She always has stories to tell with the stars: the green forest, the laughing people, the beautiful ending... The illustration collection shows my loneliness and comfort me: "If you have poems that enlighten the soul, you will definitely meet a soulmate. Don't be discouraged and believe that someone will discover your beauty!" She smiled, and her laughter was as crisp as a silver bell.
Our birth is like a fragile crystal. Yes, there should be someone in this world who can appreciate the true beauty!
inheritance•Zhezhi
I am a book, an abandoned book.
The smell of garbage makes me feel disgusted. The still beautiful remains of the illustration collection make me sad. She is like broken branches, stubbornly maintaining her self-esteem.
The only enthusiasm people have for books also breaks in the sun like a bubble. The bookstore went bankrupt and we were thrown into the garbage dump, and no one wanted to look at us more. Yes, what's the use of a broken book that can't even be replaced with a breakfast? The word money is like magic. People are rushing to compete for fame and fortune, but they are unwilling to spend one more second to appreciate the beauty of this world.
No matter how beautiful and dazzling the flowers are, if no one appreciates them, they will eventually be able to return to the dark soil.
I raised my head and looked at the gray sky divided by the steel and concrete forest. The water-stacked road surface reflected the silent crowd in a hurry, with the same color as the sky.
The wind whistled past, tearing off the pages carefully decorated with laser copper paper in the illustration collection. The beautiful world in the painting dissipated with the wind, and fragments floated by my side.
I smiled bitterly, look, is this the green forest in your story?
This is a faded world.
turn • Breeding
When the two scavengers, one tall and one short, walked to me, I was not as panicked as I had encountered scavengers in the past few times. Anyway, I was so rotten that I was not as bad as I was trampled or dropped a few times. Fortunately, they didn't seem to notice me, but just flipped through the garbage dump to see if they could find wooden boards or scrap iron for money.
"There are so many papers here, but unfortunately I don't recognize words!" The short girl cried with a sad face.
"It should be the books thrown away by those closed bookstores."
"Can you still see clearly?"
"It's basically clear, but it's a pity... It would be great if the collection of poems that my mother taught me to read was still kept." The tall girl looked regretful.
"Bring these books back, you can teach me how to read!" A bright smile bloomed on the corner of a girl's mouth like a budding flower.
Looking at her dazzling smile like the sun, I remembered the illustration collection again, laugh, laugh as much as I can! I felt mixed feelings in my heart. When the burden of life bent her backbone, what else can her face leave except for the numb and empty eyes?
Her short figure walked towards the depths of the gray city, and I could only be sad but could not do anything.
"Wait for me!" The tall girl turned around and picked.
"No, this book is not suitable for her... are they all incomplete chapters..."
Suddenly, she saw me.
Combination•Blooming
The dilapidated shed has no source of warmth, but it makes me feel endless warmth.
被人拾起的我如同四肢百骸中了霹雳般，女孩小心而仔细地擦尽了我身上的污渍，眼中满是惊喜：“啊！居然是那本诗集……”她用地上捡来的煤渣在木板上写出字音字形，一边写，一边为身边人朗读起来……
须臾间，在女孩们惊讶的目光中，温暖的光芒从书页中，从字符里流淌而出。
Countless tiny lights gathered from every corner of the city to one place. The light of knowledge and reason gathered into a giant tree of light rose from the ground, breaking through the gray forest, reaching the sky, and planting the seeds of hope and love in people's hearts.
The humble I bloomed again like a dazzling flower, and they whispered in the wind: "We will not be dim by the suffering of this earth."
In the evening breeze, I heard clearly what the girls read: "We wish all the beauty to be blessed and praised."
sounds like a silver bell.
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