This is a quiet and endless grassland, with long green grass like the ocean, rolling with the wind, and the man and his children traveling on this vast land, heading towards the place where the sun rises. The long road has no end.

The sky at the top of the grassland is always filled with clouds, but the light is not dim. The sun's light penetrates the heavy haze and is still bright and warm. Even the clouds weaken the sun's heat, allowing people to walk for a long time.

They are travelers who do not know the purpose, the end, and the reason. They do not need food, no rest, and no harm. The older men walk slowly with boys and girls, sometimes silent and sometimes speak, and what remains unchanged is this endless grassland, the seemingly green and actually deserted boundless.

Sometimes, men will stop and identify the direction of the sun rising. Sometimes, boys will stop and think about why they should move towards the sun. Sometimes, girls will stop and worry about whether all this has an end. They have questions and inquiries with each other, but they can't find the answer, but they all walk forward. One person can't walk, and the other two people will cheer up and everyone can't walk, so let's rest together until they can continue walking.

Because they are a family, although they have no memory in their hearts and are hazy, they are a family, so they will keep moving forward.

[Father, why should we move forward?] The boy asked: [What is the reason for all this?]

[Dad, why do we move forward?] The girl asked: [What is the point of all this?]

[I don't know, maybe there is no reason, nor is there any meaning in everything] The man replied that he was the one who always led the way. Although he had stopped to rest, he was never confused: [But I want to move forward. Perhaps thinking is a reason, and moving forward itself is a meaning]

The grassland is boundless, and even with infinite time, it cannot complete one of its infinite parts.

However, even the grassland that seems to be consistent forever will have some artificial traces or special wonders on it.

As they moved forward, they saw many, some extinguished bonfires or some ancient statues of gods. They saw a huge rift suddenly appearing in the middle of the grassland, with endless rivers flowing under the abyss.

They saw the bones of wild beasts and humans, and none of them had shattered and dissipated, but they had also seen the dissipated things looking into the distance, they saw an ancient god sighing in the sky far away from the grassland, and then slowly collapsed, turning into a pouring rain of spirit, washing away everything on the grassland.

[Will we break like this?] Extend our hand and take the rain. The boy stared at the light of his mind dissipated in his palm and murmured to himself: [If in the end, I don’t like rain very much, can I turn into style?]

The girl squinted her eyes, stared at the rainbow in the sky, and shook her head slightly: [I don't know...but I still want to continue walking]

The man looked up silently and looked up at the sky where the rain was raining. The reason for the quiet grass was that the rain sounded rustling, as if he was in the rain, holding an umbrella for a bright lady. A small umbrella naturally could not protect the two of them. They were all wet in the rain, but both of them were smiling and laughing loudly.

This made his eyes softer, and some memories that had been forgotten appeared in his mind. But soon, all these memories faded away. The man became serious again. He turned his head and said to the boy and girl: [It's time to continue]

So they continued walking, walking for a long time.

Because they don't want to dissipate yet, they shouldn't dissipate.

Until they hear a voice.

"Remember who I am?"

The sound is gentle, but it is as warm as a flame. Just by hearing this sound, you can imagine the smile and anger of its master, because only the flame can be so cheerful and only the flame can burn so fiercely.

[…I don't remember.]

The man took the lead in answering, and he admitted frankly: [Is this important?]

"Not important." The voice of the flame said: "It's enough to have someone else remember."

[No one remembers it either?] The boy asked: [Will we dissipate?]

"Not either." The voice of the flame said, "As long as you don't want to, you won't,"

[But, what can we do if we don't dissipate?] The girl asked: [Are we going like that?]

"Yes." The voice of the flame said: "You can keep going, just think about it, and you can keep going."

[Who are you?]

They asked together.

"I am Zhuzhou." Fire's voice replied, and then asked back: "Who are you?"

So they were silent.

The long silence lasted for seven times when the sun rose and fell in the sky.

They really don't remember it.

"There are six levels of death." Zhuzhou's voice said, "You are sinking."

"The death of fighting spirit makes the living like a walking zombie."

"The death of the spirit makes the body like a plant."

"The death of the flesh makes the soul like a leaf."

"The death of the soul makes the memory have no carrier."

"The death of memory makes all existence begin to collapse."

"In the end, the death of existence is complete nothingness."

"But don't worry, you can wait before nothingness."

"Waiting until the true vanity and equality of the infinite and endless beings are. That is the seventh heaven created by great love."

Zhuzhou's voice said: "You have lost your fighting spirit and soul, and even your memory has been forgotten. There is no underworld that can accommodate you. You are only one step away from nothingness."

"It's just that there are still people in the world who miss your existence. You have not given up yet, so you can walk here."

[Where is this] The man was confused: [Why are we here]

"This is reincarnation." Zhuzhou replied: "All love gathers, all tears gathers, all memories and existences are freed in reincarnation, and the place where the true spirit sets off again."

[I don't understand] The boy shook his head and said: [We just kept moving forward]

"So you haven't started reincarnation yet." Zhuzhou replied: "You are still obsessed with it and don't want to dissipate."

"So it didn't dissipate and was still walking."

[What about others] The girl tilted her head: [There should be many people reincarnation, not only father and brother]

"Apart from the cause and effect of birth, people will never necessarily be connected in the world." Zhuzhou replied, "And have you seen it long ago? Those extinguished bonfires, broken tents, broad canyons, towering mountains, ancient statues of gods, and gods who turned into heavy rain. They are all, and in their eyes, you are also different."

Zhu Zhou said: "You are not the same line, they just intersect occasionally, some are long and some are short."

"After a long time, you three will be separated from each other, but there is not yet."

The wind blows through the grassland, and silence is not abrupt in the hustle and bustle of plants, because the sound like a tide is swaying in the wind.

Zhuzhou is waiting patiently.

[Who still remembers us] The man asked softly after a long silence, his voice trembling a little: [I want to know]

[I want to know too] The boy looked up and his eyes lit up.

[Yes, I want to know too] The girl tightened the corners of her father and brother's clothes.

Zhuzhou smiled.

"I won't answer this question," he said, then raised his hand and pointed to the sky in the vast wasteland: "But the heaven will answer your doubts."

With the finger pointing to the sky, the clouds at the top of the sky began to surging, and the thick haze cracked open the gap. A series of bright sunlight like sharp swords and like steps fell from the dark clouds, turning into a staircase that winds and circles straight to the top of the sky.

This ladder seems to be making a sound, it is a pious prayer, a longing that cannot be stopped. Some are maintaining it with memory, and some are strengthening it with their own divine power.

The ladder condensed by light is like a rope woven from spider silk, which seems to break and dissipate at any time, but it is tenacious and unimaginable.

"Let's go forward." Zhuzhou said: "You have been walking forward all the time, but there is no ladder that can make you climb. Keep going, you will get the answer."

[I don't understand] The man hesitated for a while, and he looked up at the sky along the stairs until his eyes ached: [The sky never responds to us]

"I know now." Zhuzhou said: "But I will only help you get here, and you have to walk the road by yourself."

[I don't believe that God is always lying to others] The boy pursed his lips, and seemed a little angry: [And what can I do even if I climb to heaven? This is too nonsense]

"The essence of everything is nonsense." Zhuzhou replied: "But as long as you believe it will make sense."

[What do we need to be careful of] The girl blinked and stared at the ladder: [It's fragile, I'm scared]

"Don't look back, don't bow your head. The soil is as fragile, but because you believe it, it is strong." Zhuzhou smiled and said, "Continue walking, just like when you went forward."

"By the way." Zhuzhou reminded: "Even if you climb to heaven, you still need a long wait."

"You have just left the cycle of reincarnation and have not truly returned to the world, but don't worry, an old lady has already embarked on a journey for you."

"Although she is very old, I believe she can succeed. I have blessed her with my own hands to take you back from death."

The man's heart shaking and his eyes finally became agile.

Although I still don’t remember who the person who shocked his heart, there is still an instinct mark on the true spirit that has not been completely clean.

[Just…] He felt a little embarrassed, but he still said it with difficulty: [Is it just a blessing?]

"I will do many things." Zhuzhou smiled and said, "But only innovating, only in making my destiny better, and in other things, I will only bless you."

"Because I don't deserve to define happiness for you, please be sure to cheer. If you lose too many times in the battle to obtain happiness, I'm afraid I can't do anything."

The three of them looked at each other for a while and they started to laugh.

The family men sorted out their clothes and tied their shoelaces. They combed their hair for them, straightened their collars, and made their appearance that had become sloppy during the long journey.

They didn't ask how many times they could lose.

They don't plan to lose at once.

Soon after, the men, boys and girls set out and they set out on the ladder.

Zhuzhou stood on the grassland, looking up at them step by step on the journey to the sky.

This is a very long journey, maybe until the story is over, until the books are decayed, until time disappears with the wind, and they still have not ascended to the sky.

But it doesn't matter, they have embarked on a journey called better, happier, and more perfect.

And just as Zhuzhou smiled and watched all this, the grassland began to vibrate slightly.
To be continued...