Chapter 2 Frontispiece Chinese/Zhang Yueran

Frankly speaking, it is difficult to make up your mind to make such a continuous theme book.I was lazy and unwilling to be responsible to anyone but myself.But there is still a vague wish: whenever I see good novels or touching photos, I feel that I should find a beautiful container and put them in full bloom for everyone to see.Their beauty can also complement each other. We all have a sense of responsibility for beautiful things, so we persuaded and encouraged each other, and finally started to make such a container.It's elegant, yet sharp.It is deliberate, yet intense.It is naive, but it is slowly moving towards vicissitudes.It is saying goodbye again and again, and retaining youth again and again.Over the years, the question I have been thinking about is how to squander youth reasonably and healthily, so that it is not considered a waste.

The writing when I was a teenager is more like a Munch style, with two dark eye sockets and a cry with his head in his hands.Because of loneliness, I just want to make a sound, a sharp and loud sound.But they are just scattered notes with faint power.Later, I gradually realized the importance of echo and resonance.It is they that connect the notes and stretch them down to become a piece of music.We just remember the gesture of shouting, and soon forget the notes it burst out, but we will remember a piece of music for a long time.Because it has a melody and becomes life.So I finally understood the importance of a group.I need you to go on the road with me in youth, breathe vigorously, and gain time vigorously.I need you to be written into a music with me.

"Carp" is the name of this container.It is the most pristine and most enchanting creation, coming from the dusty ancient legend, but each scale is shining, and it seems to have endless vitality.The great river flows from generation to generation, and the dragon gate is high above, coming from all living beings and reaching the land of no one, maybe this is Newriting in our minds.Dreaming about carp is a good omen.I wrote this in a novel a few years ago.The novel is finished, but the fate with it seems to have just begun. There is so much to say about this book, but I must refrain, always wanting to say it because I am so lonely.I decided to do this book series because I was too lonely.In the process of making this book, we saw more and more lonely people.Loneliness turned out to be so vast and so long-lasting.This book is dedicated to solitude, our mighty and gentle enemy, and this book is dedicated to you, whom I saw late one night.I was fighting my loneliness, and you were fighting yours.We were suddenly connected.Loneliness can also be a magpie bridge.