No matter how today takes stock of time
No matter it towards left or right
up or down
the racing between you and that shadow
has reached a critical moment
At first you do not worry
thinking the distance can cover everything
That bulky black bear
is still on the other side of the river
But before long
you hear the sound of tedious water
Bear shadow appears
from vague to clear
At the moment it does not run to you
but springs toward a different direction
The camera lens moves closer
like peeling an onion
layer by layer, and finally arrives at the center
That is the old house you are familiar with
You hear the sound of Father’s cough
Now, the distant scene zooms into a close-range
You start to panic, losing your head
The once very strong castle
is being surrounded by the infusion tubes and needles
by the smell of the ward
You see dust off the wall
Oxygen tube blocks the door of the castle
You start to dash
turning back from the holiday resort
quickly books the tickets
In the porthole of the flight
you look at how the airframe moves
how it accelerates and reaches the sky from the ground
However, this time you are no longer the hawk spreading your wings
but an ant hanging in the air at heart
Racing with the shadow of death
To beat the black bear
rush into the ward, shaking hands with Father
seeing him off to another world