When I first listened to “Mercury”, I didn’t feel much, but I was too lazy to delete it, so I always lay in the random play list.Later, one night, I accidentally lost sleep. I turned on the app and clicked “random play”, lying down waiting for the drowsiness to slowly invade. In this way, my consciousness was blurred until I suddenly woke up in the middle of the night, and I found that the music had not been turned off yet. I happened to play this song “Mercury”. I opened my eyes and looked out of the window. The night was very deep, everything seemed to have fallen asleep, everything was quiet, only the scattered stars in the sky were still hanging in the distance.
Guo Ding’s unique voice is particularly affectionate at night. I was hit by this song at around 3:00 pm and started a long single cycle.
The memory of the stars begins with simple companionship.
When I was young, I lived alone in a big bedroom, afraid of the dark and couldn’t sleep. Turn on the light, it’s too bright. Just open the curtain and lie on the bed quietly watching the stars, just like this quietly watching, catching the occasional flicker of light in the deep night. When tired, I also sleep.
Later, I went to junior high school and stayed at school. On summer nights, there is no air conditioning, and the bed is as hot as a burning iron plate. As a result, a dozen men simply drag the floor and lie on the ground chatting. At that time, the hostel teacher kept a close watch and often came over to inspect at night. I often applied to sleep near the door, on the one hand to watch the wind, on the other hand to look out at the stars. Although the shoes on the door smelled a bit strong, I always remembered those nights when everyone crowded on the floor to chat. The young people’s minds were even hotter than in the southern summer. I listened quietly to them, smiling, and occasionally inserting a few words, I know the stars are watching us in the sky, and I also watch them. Occasionally, deep nights become her appearance because of the stars’ embellishment.
Later, when I was away from home and studying in a big city, I spent less and less time watching stars at night, but I always wanted to have an occasional opportunity to cross the stars. I wanted to go to distant light years to see those stars that had confirmed my gaze with me. Look at the starlight in front of me. How complex the energy conversion was coming from, how far would it be to cross, to accompany and warm a sleepless soul?
Indeed, companionship makes people feel warm, but remote companionship always creates an unreal feeling, resulting in a desire to touch.
I once had a chance to meet a girl on the internet. She is independent, humorous, and always full of vitality. We have endless topics to talk about. “I know it’s silly to look at my phone and cannot help laughing, but I’ve been laughed at countless times by her words.”. We have just graduated, and each of us is dreaming in a strange and prosperous metropolis. Occasionally, when roast about the dissatisfaction of work and life, they will cheer for each other’s analysis of mistakes, and also throw cold water when the other party shamelessly praises itself to deliberately make the other party angry. At that time, she accompanied my life like a star. Although my life was not bleak, she was the shining light in those days.
Unfortunately, like many people, although everyone yearns for light and has dreamed of stars, they can never compare to the torch in their hands.
The online emotion without the support of the real world is nothing more than the transformation of electric current. We have been talking about nothing every day, and now we are quietly lying in each other’s address book. Only occasionally, when typing on our mobile phone, the input method will associate with her nickname. In fact, I admit that I often think of it like the input method on my phone, but if I can’t break the distance, I’d rather be a star in a place she doesn’t know.
But just like the silent Mercury circling the sun, moving silently along a fixed orbit over a long period of time, even if it occasionally comes infinitely closer, you also know that the next time will start to move away and repeat itself. But what about that? Companion does not require touching, just quietly guarding you in a distant place.
Knowing that you are there, I feel at ease. I’m glad to know you’re here. I know you’re here, so I’m full.
Even if you are unreachable for a lifetime, at least you can accompany you.
