Chapter 24 The Loneliness of Zibeihai

At first, there were only white sand and purple shells on the beach, so people called this sea area Zibei Sea. At that time, people were still walking with their houses on their backs like snails, living in those big white snails, sometimes soaking in the sea, and sometimes drying on land. I don't know when it started, someone discovered that there are as many purple shells on the beach as there are people.It was also at that time that some people speculated that the shells represented people's loneliness. This inference needs to be analyzed into many, many things. Let’s go back to the beginning first, because people live in conch shells.Conch's house is heavy and heavy, and can only accommodate one person. It is not convenient for people to go from house to house.So their favorite thing every day is to look at those eye-catching purple shells on the beach.Watching and watching, less and less communication, more and more lonely.The more lonely you are, the more you watch.So the vicious cycle went on.

Loneliness is so simple, it can be seen in front of your eyes, so the decisions people make are also simple.The decision was to throw away all the purple shells on the beach.They did just that, throwing it far, far away. But there was a traveler who came from a long distance, and for some reason, when he came to this beach, he put all those purple shells back.Perhaps in order to take care of people's mood, he also took off all the colorful buttons on his body and threw them on the beach. People in Zibeihai are very curious about what kind of clothes travelers wear, why are there colorful buttons all over the beach?The purple shells are submerged in all kinds of colors, and no one has the heart to pick them out deliberately.The timing was just a coincidence. I don't know if it was because of those colorful buttons that people began to pay attention to the green trees and flowers of various colors behind the beach.

The people of Zibeihai gradually walked out of the conch, and built many small wooden houses, forming a small seaside village.The name of the village is Zibeihai. At this time, people began to have more understanding of the world, but at the same time, the novelty, like those faded buttons on the beach, began to fade.One is reminded of loneliness again, as too many colorful buttons fade into plain stone, and purple shells stand out again. People decided to throw the purple shells away anyway.Everyone wants to throw loneliness away. Finally, they sank the shells to the bottom of the ocean.

Here comes the traveler again, just in time for the season when the maple leaves are bright orange and red.The traveler took out the red, yellow, gold, and orange colors from the maple leaves and poured them into the sea. For the first time, people saw the festive and lively flowers with the brilliant color of maple leaves as if caught in the mirror of the sea.Modeled on those blooming flowers, people made many festive lanterns.Zibeihai became lively again.There are people holding events, various festivals, and happy parties everywhere. Zibeihai has gradually formed a festival culture, and also formed many cultures.The village grew unknowingly and became the size of a small town.

I don't know how many seasons it was, but suddenly one day, someone looked at the sea, imagining that it was a mirror.While looking at his own reflection, he also carefully looked at those strange lantern flowers under the mirror, only to realize that the stamens of those flowers are all purple shells.At that moment, the color of maple leaves began to float out of the stamens of those lantern flowers in the sea, heart-shaped leaves, and later changed into the shape of lips, and the leaves were flying all over the sky, covering the sight of the tired people after the banquet, people Moment inexplicably lonely.

There is too much excitement, and there is also a lot of loneliness.Loneliness becomes a reflection in a mirror glimpsed by chance.But what to think about is what to do with the shells.With this in mind, the people burned the purple shells to ashes and scattered them to the most desolate edge of the town. The traveler mysteriously arrived again.Sighing, this time, the traveler drew a few strokes on the barren edge of the town, creating a misty tulle. The legend of the new Zibeihai continues.People say they sometimes see purple, shell-shaped flowers on thin, thread-like white stalks behind a sudden clear mist on the edge of a deserted city.Purple shell flowers form a swaying sea of ​​flowers.

Zibeihai is still called Zibeihai, and it is already a big city.A city full of lonely flowers. People never lose their loneliness.Now the loneliness of Zibeihai is like a kite released from the heart, floating leisurely behind the fog, looking like a purple shell. But what will loneliness look like next time? Maybe only when the traveler comes again will there be an answer. Traveler's name? Well - it's called time.