Traveling through the night - feelings about reading "Lonely Journey"

In addition to crossing the road of the night, people cannot reach the dawn.
- Gibran

I once thought that we were thrown into the world. Just because the world is big but empty, we have nowhere to hide, which leads to timidity and loneliness.

But when I read the fragment of Du Xiaokang's growth and transformation in Lonely Journey, I gradually realized that I was wrong. Everywhere in life is full of sunshine, even in the dark, there will be shadows, and it will not be eroded and engulfed by darkness in the dark, let alone we can go through the night to find the way of dawn.

Just as Du Xiaokang buried his face in the fluffy feathers of the duck after the storm, he cried, not sad, but the joy he passed through the night and defeated loneliness. And when I am, can I bury my head in the arms and cry like Du Xiaokang?

Except for the road through the night, we can't reach dawn.

Perhaps walking in the dark, the loneliness lurking in the darkness will come from all directions, like four high walls trapping you, so that you only see the rectangular four-corner sky. You can't push the wall, and the wall that pushes it open. It's just a stone wall made of bricks - you can't push it. The other is to create a timid, lonely heart wall - you can push it open.

I smiled softly, only buried my head in the pile of books. I know that I have to live in this monotonous, trivial life. Just like Du Xiaokang in "Lonely Journey", you can stand the loneliness, learn to be strong, and smile to face life, so as not to be eroded and engulfed by loneliness.

In the dark, I listened quietly to those long years. Maybe I was still being harassed by loneliness yesterday, and at this moment, I was shattered in an instant. Because - I am pushing the wall, crossing the night, slamming the ground, seeing the glare of the city!

Third day: Tiantian