I don't know where the clouds are, in the long world, or there are spirits.
But to say that a child, who looks like ice cream, who is mischievous like a dragon and a tiger, who has no name and no name, is born of creation.
For our convenience, we might as well give him a name. This name can not be casually named, there must be a source, people do not often say, you know? I understand, in fact, he really does not understand, this short story, the reader seems to have read and understood, in fact, can do its best to understand its righteousness or few, let's take a harmonic sound, call him Dong Ying, understand? Probably.
Let's start with the story.
Pillar of Creation
This realm is very different from our perimeter, here is like the nebula where the pillar of creation is located, and the stars in it are brilliant, colorful, and everywhere. If you set up a camera, gradually closer, as long as the direction is right, good luck, maybe you can bump into the right place, through the heavy cloud dust, there is a place to open the eyes, where the cloud dust gradually thins out, looking around, there are elliptical stars suspended in the sky, the number of tens of thousands of them is more than ten thousand, all hanging vertically, like islands floating in the clear ocean, but also like eggs floating in the basin. Brush bright tiles, all kinds of colors are available, dare to love is not real.
This is said from a distance, if you walk towards a floating egg, the closer and larger, how big will it be? Let's make a comparison, it's similar to the Dafa of your earthlings landing on the sun, and when you get to the horizon, you are so small that you are not as small as a sclerotia.
Dong Ying lives here.
Since the moment he opened his eyes, this child has been curious about everything, jumping in the dream lake for a while, drilling into the hole in the ground, along the root of the wall, climbing the tree a little, and not having a pair of wings, otherwise he must urinate in the sky, anyway, it does not stop for a while.
It is said that on this day, the child is folding branches to play, suddenly see the sky fluttering with a flying object, the child is strange, chasing and running, and falling to the ground, only to know that it is a piece of paper, this paper is rectangular, white net surface, no difference. When a child looks at it, this is fun, flying paper, wondering what can be done? Well, either do it this way, I'll fold the paper crane. So seven folds and eight buckles, and it didn't take long for the kung fu to be completed. Look at this paper crane again, the fold is really neat, the wings are wings, the head is the head, it is no feet, not tight, anyway, it is not needed to land.
Dong Ying held one hand high, and shouted in his mouth: "Day, day, fly, fly, fly" while jumping. I had a good time to play, and after a long time, I was tired of running, so I found a stone to sit down, and I fell asleep on the stone.
It seems that dreaming is not the patent of our human beings, and people also love to dream, just this kung fu, the little head is not idle. The child shook and felt that he had been pecked by something, and when he looked at it, he was happy, and the paper crane that had been folded was alive, and his body had become larger, and his limbs had become soft. As soon as the child saw it, he understood this meaning, so he took his back and stepped on the crane, and the crane jumped up, so fast, before the child could return to his senses, he flew away from the floating egg, through the nebula, and swirled between the endless. The child is not only fearless, but also has a boiling joy. In the midst of the turmoil, I heard someone asking: Is it fast? You use some force! Dong Ying: Huh? quiet? Who is this? Only then did I look around and find that far away from here, there was also a child who seemed to be holding the same paper crane, looking like a girl. At this time, I heard a voice say: Two, it is very difficult, you must use more force. Dong Ying wondered, this sound did not look like it came from the girl's place, anyway, it was better to meet the girl, or to explore and understand together.
This is ready to plan the paper crane to go, strangely, the paper ride is just taking care of itself and does not listen to the call. Looking at the girl again, it was far away like a boat in the wind and waves, and it didn't appear suddenly. At this time, Dong Ying was anxious and peed a pair of pants. Well, if you don't obey, I will strangle you not to let you fly seriously, so I will sink fiercely. "Ah, it hurts!" "Oh, that's coming out, push harder!" Dong Ying did not understand, desperately tossing, not much, a stream of water came up, flooded the throat, mi eyes, honest. After a while, I only felt the paper crane vibrating up and down, left and right, as if it had burrowed into a cave that was not spacious, squeezing tighter and tighter, and even losing its breath, and fainted.
Suddenly, I felt a cool breath on my skin, and I opened my eyes, and the light was very dazzling, and I couldn't see around clearly, and I kicked off my mount and disappeared. So I cried out, "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa," "Born, boy, ugly, like an alien." "Well, the second one is a girl" "Congratulations Congratulations"
In this way, Dong Ying came to our periphery, called Sima Nan (if there is a duplicate name is really unintentional, I hope to see forgiveness), wife and sister. He died at the age of sixty and was stabbed to death.
Then, it was still the paper crane, still the nebula, still the floating egg, falling on the stone. Waking up, Dong Ying rubbed his eyes, this dream is so strange, it seems that he has done it before, but this time he did it once as an evil person, and he didn't think much about it, and took the paper crane and went away.