Cover of the 8th Anniversary of Dream Chenfeng

A person's journey always makes people feel a pleasure from loneliness. From 2014 to now, I will continue to tell the story of the eighth year alone. I thought it would be a video to console myself, but in the end, it was still text. And I, hiding behind the text, muttered to myself, telling you a little, messy story in front of the screen. In the past days of Fantasy Chenfeng, we witnessed the rise and decline of one blog after another. The past was like snow, and the present is like snow. For a website that has existed since 2014, the original intention of everything has already become a dream of keeping one after another. I have always insisted on this non-profit story for a person. If there is any expectation, it can only be said that it is an obsession in my heart.

Eight years of blog writing, not much, but enough to commemorate themselves. Eight years ago today, I chose the "Ten Year Agreement" for myself. If it hadn't been for this agreement, I would have closed the site long ago. With eight years of youth to write their own stories, from the thousands of troops on the road to college entrance examination to the carefree in the ivory tower, to the remote places deep in the mountains, they rely on the beauty of words all the way. He knows well that he will not suffer from the border court. If he dies, he will hear the fragrance of chivalry. I don't know what my future will be like, but I always feel proud when I think that I have walked these unknown roads.

What are you proud of? Be proud that I have come all the way to commemorate and grow up, and live up to my courage.

And live up to your daydreams.

Since I read the novel "The First Sequence" by Elbow, I like a word: Forever Youth

From birth to babbling, we watched the imaginary heroes in cartoons, and imagined that we would become a peerless person who could fly from sky to sky. As we learn more and more, we know that cartoons are fake and deceptive. There is no Altman in this world, nor Doraemon in this world, nor Huluwa in this world, nor the Great Sage in this world... However, we can be our own light, and we can also create four-dimensional space pockets in our heads, You can also plant flowers and trees to accompany yourself, or you can bravely face all injustice alone, and have a high heart to be the Holy One

As a result, we are more in the dark, let our eyes degenerate to adapt to the darkness, we dare not speak loudly, we only pay attention to our immediate needs, let ourselves see only temporary needs, we do not have the spring and autumn apart from work and life, we do not have the courage to resist and face everything

Life is death.

As if the Great Sage had become the Holy Buddha:

"Although his face is furry, he has shown mercy; his eyes are golden, but they contain the light of wisdom. Lei Gong's mouth gradually flattens with the strength of Buddha; the monkey's cheeks are filled with magic power. He closes his eyes and lowers his eyebrows, all with strength; he closes his lips and shuts his mouth, as if he can't speak. His good deeds are impressive, and he may not have been born in a cave; his evil spirit is completely eliminated, if he has never been in heaven."

I looked at myself in the mirror and asked in amazement:

"Great Sage, what do you do every day now?"

"Eating fast, chanting Buddha and crossing people."

"What does the Great Sage use to ferry people?"

"Eat fast and chant Buddhism."

"Where was the great saint?"

"Eat fast and chant Buddhism."

"Eating fast, chanting Buddha, how can we get through people?"

"Just ferry me."

"What about the rest?"

"Eating fast, chanting Buddha, and following fate."

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But the once flying eaves and walls, the once flying heaven and earth have become firework. The youth has become greasy, and the youth's heart has become dusty.

So, I read all the words in those years in the dead of night for countless nights. In the thick ink of one article after another, I seemed to see a young man, cutting through thorns, walking through the graves, seeing white bones everywhere, jumping down from tall buildings, wandering freely in the mountains, crossing time and space, from dream to reality, all the way, I never forget my promise.

At that moment, I just understood that the eternal youth and the eternal childlike heart are rare but valuable.

I have crossed mountains and seas and walked again, but what I got was that children met but did not know each other, and I asked where the guests came from with a smile. I pushed my glasses, but I had no choice but to smile and keep my face up. When the old people were not around, I would fall into the water and spend the spring away. I kept myself in words for the time being and kept my heart in the long river of time, but the changes of body and soul can never hide the young eyes in my eyes.

Then, I hope: Forever Youth

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As mentioned earlier "Ten year covenant" That is an article I wrote on August 24, 2014, "Ten Years' Appointment, Dream Journey". At that time, what I thought was that after many years, whether I was successful or mediocre, I could see my young, frivolous and angry self in one place to record all this. Therefore, there is a dream Chenfeng.

And with the development of my site, I gradually got to know many friends, such as...... For example

Yes, there are many, but I'm not suitable for them and I'm not willing to list them all. After all, along the way, some people have left this unprofitable blog world, some have shut down their websites for personal privacy and other reasons, and some have sold their domain names for practical reasons... I once established a website called "Bloghouse" Collect all kinds of blog sites, and as I run this site locally again, it is just a weed of thousands of households, just because of a song of backyard flowers.

Therefore, the existence of the dream Chenfeng is approaching a lonely journey, just A person's journey always makes people feel a pleasure from loneliness. I thank Dream Chenfeng, whose existence has made me brave to see different lives and journeys through the Internet, and also made me record my growth all the time and dare not forget my little bit. As my life and orientation become clearer, I always lament all the achievements brought to me by adhering to daydreams over the years. Although it is illusory and no one applauds, all the past has always lived up to its promise. As a blogger from Chongqing went to Xinjiang to see him, although he was in a hurry, what I felt was a reality outside the world. The bloggers from Gansu, Shandong, Anhui and other places helped me all the way, and became one of the few close friends I have never met. I really felt the carnival of one person, the loneliness of one person, and a group of people communicating with you in the distance. At that moment, I danced low in the willow tower and sang in the peach blossom fan.

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In the coming days, I will continue to walk. Maybe there will be a new journey in 2024. In today's Internet era, personal It seems that there is no profit for blog. Gu Tianle's blog has been written since 2006, while the oldest personal blog included in blog chronicles has gone all the way from 2002 to 2022, which seems to have become a kind of life for them. But for me, it is still an agreement, a stubborn person who is unwilling to lose and give up himself.

The future, as always:

Don't ask if there is a long way to go

Stick to daydreams and move on. What is a dream? When I wake up, I forget. When I say something, I wake up.

Now, thank you for your company.

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