The bright moonlight tonight hides behind the clouds, while stars quietly wait beside it against the distant night sky. Though they cannot see the flickering lights beneath the clouds, they resolutely wait for that rare opportunity of dim brightness.
People always choose the memories they want to remember. In the cycle of day and night, events that happened and those that didn't become meaningless, like the hidden moonlight. Just like the people living in this backward village, as long as they can live peacefully and contentedly with food and shelter until old age or death, they feel satisfied. As for other matters, they seem insignificant and unrelated to themselves.
In the night, a visitor unexpectedly arrived in the village, slowly approaching the person sitting with his back to the village. Ever since people entered their dreamland, he had been sitting there, perhaps only confronting the flock could he calm his fluctuating emotions.
