Feng Jin is a shadow walking in the wind. She walks silently on the Star Dome Railway, carrying the weight of memory and the silence of time. Her growth is like a river running through the wilderness, hidden under the gray sky, calm but with surging undercurrents.
Her body is covered with “fear crushing flesh and blood”, which is the trembling when facing the unknown countless times and the pain of struggling in the darkness. Her flesh and blood are broken, but she does not fall down. Her body and soul are looking for an opportunity to reconnect in this silent break. Fear is not her enemy, but a sharpening of her blade.
Following closely is the mark of “courage tearing the chest”. Courage is not a gift from heaven, but the fragility born in the tearing, the blood flowing in the cracks, and the unspeakable pain. Although Feng Jin’s chest was torn, it was reshaped in pain and became a hard shield. She used courage to fight against fate, no matter how cruel and ruthless it was.
“Glory Baptizes the Body” is a symbol of contradiction. Glory should be bright, but in Feng Jin’s body, it is like a silent trial, washing away the dust, but bringing deeper loneliness. She burned in the flames of glory, turned into ashes, and rose from the ashes. Glory is not liberation, but a new round of shackles.
“A Cup of Drunk Time” is the nightmare and illusion that Feng Jin experienced at the Pinocchio Theater. That cup of drunken wine intoxicated her eyes and confused her heart, as if she was swallowed by the mist of history. She searched in the wine, trying to grasp the passing time, but could only leave a hole and an echo.
The exclusive light cone “May the rainbow light stay in the sky forever” is Feng Jin’s only belief. She poured all her materials into it, hoping that the light can penetrate the darkness and illuminate the way forward. The light cone is not only a symbol of strength, but also the sustenance of her soul and her eternal desire for the future. She guards this beam of light alone, like a watcher, quietly waiting for the dawn.
Feng Jin’s growth is a silent struggle. She pieced together her own figure with fragments of fear, courage and glory. Every piece of material, every credit point, is a mark of her struggle against fate. She has no words, only walking, only silent persistence.
The “seeds of thinking”, “manas sprouts” and “alayahua” in the trace materials are like the secret garden in her heart, deep and complex. They nourish her soul and also tell her endless loneliness and thinking. “The sound of the same wish” and “the footprints of fate” are the symbols of her communication with the world, and her hints and expectations for the future.
Feng Jin is like a gust of wind, gently passing over the Xingkong Railway, but bringing up layers of waves. Her story has no passionate horns, only low chants. She tells us that the meaning of life lies not in the hustle and bustle, but in the perseverance in silence. Even in loneliness and darkness, light still exists.
The jasmine on the Starry Sky Railway is a microcosm of the times and a symbol of countless lost souls of that era. Her walk is a resistance to fate and a pursuit of light. She silently tells her story and calls for everyone’s awakening.
Her light may be weak, but it is enough to penetrate the deepest darkness. Her shadow may be lonely, but it dances freely in the wind. The jasmine is the wind, the light, and the poem under the endless starry sky.