Mr. Floating Dream just wants to write

[Are 20-year-olds ordinary people?

Yes, they are ordinary people.

They are more powerful than they were when they were young, their hearts are full of pride, they have not been overwhelmed by the hardships of life, and they still have smiles on their faces. They are about to step into the society, or step into the world, living in a group called "people" among.

Although he has matured, he still retains the ambitions of his childhood. On the one hand, he is admirable, but on the other hand, he is disgusting.The jealousy and hope of the world gather together and finally turn into cocoons.A moth or a butterfly, or a lifeless cocoon? 】

Yato walks alone on the street with the sword bag provided by Fumeng on his back.Like gods and demons, they are all things from the other world, and it is difficult for humans to find them.It was a kind of loneliness that was essentially different from others, but although Fujinshen looked young, he was actually much older than ordinary people.

The time of the gods is stagnant, which is one of the reasons for their loneliness.So, occasionally Yato wonders, why do humans want to be gods?Obviously not interesting at all, those ups and downs when they belonged to human beings, those joys and sorrows, warmth or heartbreaking fetters, in his opinion are the things worthy of envy.

Most of the gods are arrogant and self-centered, and they are actually no different from humans.No, that might not be accurate.The gods conceived by human beings are based on human beings themselves, so the gods naturally carry the "evil" of human beings.In all things in the world, if there is good, there will be evil, and if there is yin, there will be yang.The real, pure and flawless world does not exist.

Although Yato's age as a god is older than that of humans, he is still very young compared to those gods.In addition, as the god of misfortune, he has seen a lot of darkness, but he has also witnessed a lot of light of humanity.Those rays of light are like stars in the dark, emitting a faint but beautiful light.

"Ah, sorry sorry."

Yato, who was thinking about something, collided with another person. He was fine, but the other party fell down.He apologized, and reached out to pull the other person up, but paused for a moment when he saw the other person's appearance.

That is a child.The innocent pupils were full of watery light, but they were different from ordinary children. He blinked and held back his tears.

There is a saying among human beings that a child is an existence close to God.This is also the reason why children are prone to premature death.

Yato could tell at a glance that this child with long hair and wearing a girl's kimono was a boy.Letting boys with poor health pretend to be girls is also one of the ways to prevent children from dying.

"I'm sorry." The child honestly apologized to the young man. It was clearly not his fault, but his attitude was extremely serious.Yato looked behind him, but found no existence similar to a guardian.

Yeto squatted down and looked into the child's clear pupils, "Where's your family?" The child blinked, "I don't know." The voice was clear and crisp, with a scent of milk.He was a fairly well-educated kid.Yato hesitated for a moment, but the child took the lead and stretched out his hand, which was fleshy and held the hand of the young god with a small pit.Those clear and flawless eyes clearly reflected the appearance of the world, "My name is Hu Songming, and I am five years old this year." The child's voice was clear and crisp, like an apple on a branch.

Although it just looks like an ordinary move, there is actually something different.The fog around the young god surrounded by loneliness was pushed away by the child, as if looking at the world through a screen, he was suddenly drawn into it, and was able to participate in the world.

The purple-haired Fujin God pursed his lips a little uncomfortable, and he lowered his voice, "I am Yato, I am a god." After hearing his words, the child opened his small mouth and stared blankly like Like a scared duckling.Halfway through, Yato heard the cautious voice of a baby, "You, are you a god?" There was still imperceptible admiration in the voice.The God of Futsu, who was handsome for less than three seconds, was ecstatic under the eyes of the other party, "Hahahaha, of course, I am a very powerful god." Like Pinocchio in a fairy tale, his nose became longer.

Little friend Hu Songming blinked his eyes, and then said childishly: "Then, can I go to the shrine of Lord Shenming? Also, my parents are always sad because of my body, I don't want to let you They are sad, okay? If I can be healthier..." The child shook his head, as if he was embarrassed and ashamed because of his 'greed'.He is not a good boy, obviously his parents said that he should not cause trouble to other people, nor should he cause trouble to God.

Yetou listened to the child's words, and was silent for a long time. He stretched out his hand, and under Hu Songming's gaze, he touched his head, "Would you like to go to a higher place?" The root cause of the disease has nothing to do with healing, but the child's pupils are so clear that people can't bear to refuse, so Yato changed the topic, but his heart became heavy.

"Wow!"

Hu Songming looked at the scenery below and couldn't help admiring. It was difficult for him to describe the magnificence of this world in words when he was young. With the tall buildings under his feet, the constant flow of vehicles and crowds, he could only make a sound of admiration.He was held in the arms of the purple-haired boy, looking down at the land from a high place. Because of his poor health, he spent more time on the hospital bed. The opportunity to get down to the ground and feel the land with his feet was extremely rare. , so he cherishes this opportunity very much, not to mention, he is standing on a high place now, and his eyes reflect the beautiful scenery that human beings have created by themselves, which is not inferior to nature.Things that once seemed huge to him became small, and this just made the world big.

"It's so tall, so small." The child grabbed Yato's front with one hand, and stretched out the other hand, as if trying to catch the river-like traffic below. "Well, be careful." Yato took two steps back, although he didn't think human cubs would fall out of his arms, but it's always good to be careful.The wind blew past his cheeks, and the wind that should be cold at high places was extremely gentle at this moment.

"Where else do you want to go?" Yato looked at the scenery below with his sky blue pupils. "Sure enough, I still want to see the shrine." Hu Songming was unexpectedly obsessed with the shrine mentioned before, and he glanced at the young god who was holding him with some hesitation.Yato tilted his head, "Why, do you want to see the shrine?" Before you know it, it's night, the golden moon contrasts with the dark blue night sky, today is an unexpectedly starless night, but it doesn't mean it's late at night The beauty of the sky is reduced, and the moon hanging in the sky is the best result.

The child thought for a while, and his voice was as light and soft as clouds, "Because I wanted to tell the Lord God about your hard work." Hu Songming wrinkled his small face, "I heard from the nurse sister that if you want to thank the Lord God, , we must go to the shrine to thank you, and..." The child's voice stopped, and Yato tilted his head, "And?" The five-year-old child suddenly covered his mouth, and his long eyelashes were like a small fan Usually, showing the most innocent expression.After a while, the child took down his hand and said shyly, "Go to the shrine. If you make a wish, you can be heard by the god."

The child's childish words made Yato's mood more complicated. After thinking for a while, he showed a rather soft smile, and his sky blue eyes reflected the moon above his head like a mirror.

"If that's the case, let's take it to the shrine to see." Yato showed a childish smile, his face was full of pride, "My friend is also a god, and he is a super powerful god." Naruto Tomatsu clapped his hands , let out an exclamation voice: "Oh oh oh."

Holding the child in his arms, Yato took advantage of the fact that his own existence was hard to detect, and quickly shuttled between the buildings.

The five-year-old child buried his face in the boy's thin chest, with wind in his ears, and after an unknown amount of time, a voice suddenly came from above his head, "It's here." Hu Songming raised his head cautiously, looking like It's a little beast following the elder, poking its head out from behind the elder, carefully looking at the world.

"How long has it been, have you become a nanny?"

On the deep blue night sky, the eight moon phases shed cold light. Standing on the water, the two-faced god wearing a starry night is majestic and beautiful, and the golden lines on the black face cloth seem to be alive.

The sensitive child seemed to be aware of the other party's scrutiny of his gaze, and shrank carefully into Yato's arms.

Yato rolled his eyes, "What kind of nanny." He was a man anyway.

The double-faced god did not move, still standing under the moonlight, the water under his feet swayed in circles of ripples, centered on him, and spread outward. "Don't tell me, you haven't found out yet."

Yato's body tensed suddenly, he covered the child's ears, and the other party told the facts they both knew——

"This child is about to die."

Her black hair was blown up, her sleeves swayed with the wind, and the water under her feet reflected the light of the sky. Everything was quiet and magnificent.

The purple-haired child in the arms of the God of Fujin exuded a faint light, which made him look as if he was about to disappear into the arms of the gods at any time.

"Life is a very fragile thing, powerful and fragile. I think you should be very clear about this."

Yetou knew the truth of the other party's words. He held the murder weapon and easily killed the life. He still remembered the bright red hot blood gushing out, whining, despair, hatred, jealousy, pain, all kinds of negative emotions mixed Together, eventually the hot blood turns cold.

The young god walked steadily on the surface of the water, dragging out waves of ripples and occasionally disturbing the carp under the water, one step, two steps, three steps... Fumeng walked in front of Yato, he saw Looking at the child in the other party's arms, "This child is only one step away from our world." After his voice fell, the child's body became somewhat transparent.

Under the deliberate control of Floating Dream, the child fell asleep, with a small dimple on his face, it seemed that he was having a very sweet dream.

Even if it is an unknown god, Yato is still a god, how could he not find out?What's more, even from a human point of view, it is a strange enough thing.This child is obviously five years old, and according to the information he disclosed, it can be known that there must be someone around him to take care of him, whether he is sick or young, he needs someone to accompany him.And no one looked for the child from morning to night, and he didn't say he wanted to go back to his hospital.Furthermore, it is difficult for humans to see their existence unless they are already very close to the world here.

"He already knows that his life is not long." Fu Meng said softly, as if she was a little sighing.Although Hu Songming is young, he has lived in the hospital for a long time. He has seen many life and death, whether it is death like dead leaves or fallen leaves, or hope like new green shoots.Therefore, he had already had a hunch that being able to meet the Lord God already made him feel extremely lucky.

Fujinshen's face was a little ugly, he looked at the child who was like a firefly, afraid of waking him up at any time, and then flying around.

The two-faced god tilted his head, "Are you crying?" Although the other party didn't cry, those sky-blue eyes were full of sadness.With golden eyes that can see through the heart, he turned around and walked in front with his hands behind his back, "Let's go, at least, give this child a flower." Yato followed behind him, and the figure of the child in his arms became more and more transparent. The present child is the state of the soul.

It is difficult for Yato to describe his mood, why should he care about this child?In his life, he also met many people, why would he care about this child?

I don’t know if you’ve ever felt this way. It’s clear that there is no intersection, but just hearing the news from the other party, you will feel your heart shake. Those hot tears, sighs, and all kinds of emotions merge together. You admire and regret, but Everything is already doomed.

"Is this ok?"

The black-haired young god gently pinched the roots of the plants, the flowers growing in the water, small, pitiful and cute, but exuding a faint light of moonlight, which can only be seen in his enchantment. Flowers that can only be born.Yato came back to his senses, he looked at the flower in the opponent's hand, it was very suitable for that child.It's not the first time he touches people's hearts, but every time he is shaken by them.

Yato looked at the flowers in his hands, and what appeared in his mind was not only the face of a child, but also the faces of those people he met a long time ago.The gods have a long life, and most of them have bad memories. It doesn't mean that they can't remember things, but that they have a lot of forgetfulness.But the purple-haired young god felt that the faces that were almost forgotten in the past became very clear.

For life, for hope, for future generations, for love...

"You said—" Yato opened his mouth, wanting to ask the people around him, but for some reason, he stopped again.

The black-haired Janus stood up. Although he couldn't see his face clearly, Yato could feel that the other was looking down at him. "Guard your heart." The other party's voice was extremely calm, like the bell ringing in the early morning in an ancient temple in the deep forest, suddenly quieting people's mind and heart.Yeto let out a breath of turbid air slowly, the hem of the opponent's clothes was covered with stars, as he walked, the bell on his ankle rang softly, "Go." See the child for the last time.

Although the other party didn't say anything, Yato had already felt the meaning behind the other party's words.

[Are 30-year-olds ordinary people?

Yes, they are ordinary people.

In middle age, they seem to have lost the immaturity and vigor of childhood and youth, and the arrogance of the past is gone. They deeply understand the nature of the world, and nothing in this world is eternal.Boundless suffering came to them like a tide, but they couldn't give up easily, and there were more things that made them have to grit their teeth and persevere.

The misery in the world is sad, each accounts for half.

Are 40-year-olds normal people?

Yes, they are ordinary people.

Numb and indifferent, the world is like a box of many pains gathered, happiness is lost from the broken hole, but boundless pain is left behind, ordinary and mediocre, doing nothing, not being high-spirited, not having love and expectations for the world.Life seems to have come to an end, and the colorful film has become a black and white mime, and everything is not important anymore.

50 years old, 60 years old...

Ordinary people, the so-called ordinary people are only for the majority.

I have never seen the world clearly, just as the world has never noticed me.Even standing in the street, surrounded by people coming and going, I still feel a sense of isolation.I remember, there is a very interesting topic among human beings, that is the meaning of life.

This topic full of philosophical meaning is interesting and boring.As with my general quests, now, for the record, I'm going to put them all together and talk about my 'delusions' first.

Life and ordinary seem to be two quite inconsistent words, but when you put them together, you can feel a force.Let’s talk about commonness first. The so-called common standard is based on the standard of the vast majority of people.Let me make an analogy. In the world that people describe in stories full of magic, knights and swords, it is common sense to be able to use magic and fight with cold weapons. For them, it is common sense.In the future world, what people take is not cars and trains, but spaceships, shuttling in the galaxy, for them, this is normal.Therefore, ordinary is only a summary of the current environment and the standards of most people.But if you think about it from another angle, such ordinary things will become extraordinary in another situation.This is the opposition between the majority and the minority.

Let's talk about life.

Life is contradictory.

My college professor (don't care why I remember what my college professor said) once said to me that life is contradictory, just like light and shadow, they are inseparable.But in my opinion, the manifestation of life is full of contradictions.If it is like mountains, or like rivers and seas, there will be no disgusting wars and violent violence.However, that is impossible.The reason why we have life is to distinguish it from mountains, rivers and seas.

Life is a miracle.

Because it is powerful and fragile, the momentary power it bursts out is so huge, the sparks are so beautiful, it is very heart-stirring, and it is fragile because it will eventually disappear.These are two different kinds of beauty, combined together, they constitute the myriad gestures of life, yes, exactly—life and death.

Different from animals without thinking ability, human beings have evolved brains and exploited them. While developing themselves and society, they are also doubting their own existence.Life and death are two flowers blooming in the river of life.However, almost all human beings admire the beauty of life, are full of longing for life, and must live no matter what.But that is also almost, there are very few people in this world, they yearn for death.

It's not that there is something wrong with their nerves. The purest yearning for death is to explore the mystery of life, because death is the other side of life.Death is another state of life. They are like two sides of a coin. If you choose one side, you cannot see the other side.

When people see the birth of a newborn, they are very happy, when people see the death, they shed tears.I don't mean that death is good or bad, it's one of the states of life.The dead cannot communicate with the living, so no one knows what the world after death looks like, so they try their best to live, even for just one day.So imagine if everything was reversed?

A world called 'Death'.

What if everything is 'dead', quiet cities and small towns, people have smiles on their faces, they greet each other, discuss their lives, no different from the ordinary world, only when they hear someone is born , they will stop smiling and bow their heads in silence, where 'life' is equal to 'death', because that person has left them, even after decades, or even decades, they can meet again.

This is just a humorous idea, but it is not impossible, so I say that life is a contradiction, it is a fusion of miracle and ordinary. 】

Hu Songming opened his eyes, sleepy, countless light spots spilled from his body, a friendly god sat beside him, watching him with sky blue pupils. "Lord God?" He made a sound, and the sound vibrated in his chest, just like an insect vibrating its wings and rubbing against its abdomen, making a sound of insects, full of vitality and death.Yeto raised the flower in his hand in front of him, "Do you like this flower?"

The boy opened his eyes wide and looked at the flower exuding soft light, his eyes were full of curiosity and love, it was obvious that he liked this flower very much.He nodded slightly, feeling that he had exhausted all his strength.

Yeto showed a smile, "Really, that's good, this flower is for you."

Children don't need too many things, one flower is enough.

"Where am I?"

Yato looked at the sky, it was the real sky, the silver-blue light from the moon was extremely gentle, and he didn't know how the black-haired god found such a place.The purple-haired God of Misfortune suddenly realized that he might not have looked at the moonlight so peacefully for a long time.

"Who knows." Yato's words made the child's eyes widen, as if there were things that even the gods didn't know about.Yato laughed, and he poked the child's cheek, "Little devil, gods are not omnipotent."

God is not omnipotent, for example, cannot snatch his life back from death, and for example, Yato is just a god who almost disappears from existence.

Hu Songming pursed his lips and laughed, "Master God, what does the world look like after death?" The child still had naive fantasies, but in fact, after death, he would not have the memories of the past.

The moonlight falling in the night sky was soft and clear, like the veil of a goddess. The child seemed to be sleepy, and the voice became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared completely.

The purple-haired god sat there for a while, and put the small, pitiful and lovely flower in his hand on the chest of the other party. Almost instantly, the surrounding area was filled with such lovely flowers that radiated light.

"What is that?" he asked.

"That's human nature." The god standing behind replied.

[God and children.

God to son. 】

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