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A Journey Through the Lonely Forest |
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Loneliness, like a gray forest, engulfs her seasons of spring, summer,
autumn, and winter, immersing her in a profound solitude where she cannot
find the inner light she craves.
Visuals—Her reflection in the mirror reveals eyes that resemble rippling
pools of emptiness. Why is that? Loneliness, perhaps. Observing the smiling
faces around her, she becomes perplexed. Outwardly, she appears joyful, but
in the stillness of the night, she savors her solitude alone, concealing it
well. Friends come and go like wisps of mist, always close yet ungraspable.
Gazing at the celestial expanse in the dark night, she realizes its beauty.
Even in darkness, patches of light can emerge. Autumn arrives, and sparsely
scattered leaves gently descend, adorned with a touch of melancholy. She
thinks one of those yellowed leaves guards her. And so, she begins to
struggle, seeking escape from her loneliness.
Listening—In the forest, a bird sings a solo, like her own song unheard by
anyone. Tree leaves rustle and mingle with distant sirens, providing her
with the first taste of reality, a cheap beauty. Loneliness, at times, can
be beautiful, devoid of extravagance and clamor. Yet behind this beauty lies
a hint of sadness. Is sadness beautiful? She does not know, perhaps it is.
Walking on the streets, listening to the incessant honking of cars, she
realizes this is the city, a place without quiet corners. The outside noise
reveals her inner solitude, and she longs to escape. Failing an exam,
enduring endless reproaches from her parents, she feels powerless. What kind
of world is this? In her fantasies, she yearns for gentle encouragement, but
she knows it will never materialize. When will a sturdy boat appear, strong
enough to carry her burdensome sorrows, allowing her to depart from this
gray forest?
Touch—What does it feel like to run her fingers through her soft, lustrous
hair? Gentle, yet dry. Is it frustration or loneliness? She doesn't know,
perhaps both. Nothing worth reminiscing has ever happened to her, leaving
her devoid of a sense of true existence. This reminds her of Chang'e on the
moon, possessing timeless beauty, yet confined to the Guanghan Palace
forever. Without the desired environment, her own beauty seems useless, much
like herself—having many strengths, but living in loneliness and solitude,
oppressed by her surroundings.
Reflection—Life is an untrodden path, and beauty is transient. It is better
to strive and fight. She grows weary; loneliness is a bewitching and cruel
demon. She has made a decision—she will bravely overcome this beautiful yet
cruel demon.
As time passes, when she gazes at the sky, the emptiness of the past is long
gone. Because bravery has bestowed upon her a pair of wings to soar beyond
that lonely forest. |
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Answer |
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The protagonist is engulfed in a pervasive loneliness that consumes her
seasons and leaves her unable to find inner solace. Despite appearing happy
on the surface, she feels the weight of solitude when alone, concealing her
emotions from others. As she contemplates her reflection and listens to the
world around her, she finds moments of beauty intertwined with her
loneliness. Determined to escape this cruel and enchanting loneliness, she
embraces courage as her weapon. Over time, she gains wings to transcend the
desolate forest, leaving behind the emptiness and finding a newfound sense
of purpose and freedom. |
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