[Mood Notes] See Fireworks

 Fireworks of the United States, the United States in the fleeting. That night, when the sky lit by numerous Jumping the fireworks, the crowd around me began to jump for joy, a little under the stars that I am, behind the cover in bright, no language, no laughter , with only a calm. so beautiful night, I did not excited. because I know after all, after a splendid tranquility. who dares to shout it out loud it?
remember someone said to me, come into my life from the illusion is the distance of time and space, but also the distance of a finger. I do not know what fantasy and reality has a fundamentally different, but I clearly understand that in the dream is always illusory reality of the human mind from the pop out . So, when I stood in front of Flanders, I do not have strange and fear. just a pair of curious eyes wide open, listening to him talk about those who had touched in his blog, story of my life.
I heard to moving, never heard the words. gender and age gap, so that his instinct in front of him willing to be a child. I just listen, only occasionally to avoid his gaze. At that time, I feel very quiet, extremely shy, Not brave.
one day, he said on the phone to take me to see the fireworks. heard, my heart just a little ripple effect, a moment later it was quiet again. with the ambiguous language of prevarication can be his enthusiasm. I suspect that perhaps he was just talk, so my heart no distractions. a full day's work is quiet, peace of mind to spend every minute. close to work, the phone again think, that date to see fireworks stall no longer any reason, turned into an indisputable fact.
that night, the night, especially in the cold. howling of the wind and pain in life. I kept walking and wandering repeated rubbing finger movements, a way to disperse the cold. Ili River in the shadow side of mottled ground, watching the fireworks he was busy figure, there is a long absence, familiar. Several years ago, when I was a child, also see had such a figure. He thin figure, Akira in my field of vision, a squat placed together in a bundle of fireworks. that children like me, has a smile like the sun, that night the whole sky filled with fireworks . We are under the stars, laughing, clamor for and dreamed of.
the memory of some yellowing of fireworks, I do not remember many details. but only forget is that figure. Now, this Kuanbo's body image children to a fireworks festival like busy, but I did not the passion. I do not know when to start, I have learned to quiet.
fireworks everywhere, when people around me are boiling up. night like day, continue to pray for blessing someone with folded hands. And I, a solitary clear upturned face, and bright in the U.S., quietly enjoying a moment of brilliance and warmth.
fireworks ah, after all, just fireworks. Even if the United States I do not dare to promise. If the Red have a dream, since the Fair opened. cloudy, if you go, please do not look back. your back is full of blessings and prayers, let the fireworks, do you gift. all the way! Take care!