Feng Jin is a flower in the wind on the long road of the Xingkong Railway, light but tough. Her appearance is like the quiet flow of mountain streams, with a faint aura, but also hides unspeakable pain. Her growth materials, light cones, and traces, seemingly cold numbers and nouns, are like the texture engraved in her bones, weaving a delicate and deep picture of life.
The materials she needs – fear crushes flesh and blood, courage tears the chest, and glory baptizes the body, are arranged one by one, like a heavy story. Fear, this is an unspeakable feeling, like the fog in the autumn morning, vague but difficult to dispel. Feng Jin uses this fear as nourishment, slowly crushes it and crushes it, and then integrates it into the veins of growth. This is not a simple process, but a long inner struggle and self-torture.
Then comes courage, the courage that tears the chest, just like the stubborn wild flowers in the mountains, which have experienced wind, frost, rain and dew, but never give up standing. Every living being has its own lonely wilderness. Only by using courage to cultivate it can it harvest vitality. Feng Jin slowly transformed in this process. Her chest was torn countless times, and the traces of pain became her most precious medal.
The glory baptism of the body is a reward for her constant sharpening. It is like a ray of morning light on the top of the mountain, with wet dewdrops, cold and gentle. Feng Jin grew up in this baptism, and glory is no longer an illusory dream, but the hot blood flowing in her body and the singing of her soul. It is the precipitation of years, and the precious calm after the wind and rain.
Her exclusive light cone, “May the rainbow light stay in the sky forever”, is like a flowing ribbon that runs through her life. The light cone symbolizes her yearning for freedom and her thirst for light. That rainbow light is not just a bonus in the game, but a belief, an indispensable brilliance in life. Who doesn’t want to see the everlasting rainbow in the long dark night?
The material of this light cone is extremely precious. The seeds of thinking, the sprouts of manas, and the Alayahua, these names are soft and mysterious, as if they were picked from the ancient forest. They are like seeds of life, buried deep in Fengjin’s soul. Only after years of care can they bloom into brilliant flowers. Her growth is not about quick success and instant benefits, but a long accumulation of spring and autumn, and the crystallization of patience and persistence.
The material of her traces is like the gravel and petals she picked up on the road she walked – the sound of the same wish, the footprints of fate, the travel experience, each of which records her bits and pieces. It is a collection of countless moments in her life, laughter, tears, confusion and enlightenment. The traces are not just game data, but more like her memories, warm and vivid.
In the pile of countless materials, Feng Jin’s growth is like a mountain stream, flowing slowly and firmly. The stream may be blocked by stones or covered by branches, but it always has the power to move forward. Feng Jin is the same. Although the road is long and bumpy, she will not stop.
Her story tells us that life is not just a grand adventure, but also those fragmented tenderness and silence. Everyone’s growth is such a river interwoven with light and shadow, pain and joy. We may not be able to see the source and destination of the river at a glance, but as long as we have the light of “May the rainbow light stay in the sky forever” in our hearts, we can find our own direction.
This Star Dome Railway, no matter how far or long it is, is a part of life. Feng Jin is not alone, her story is closely related to the experience of each of us. Every step she takes is our own shadow, and every trace reflects our past and future.
Under the quiet starlight, Feng Jin is like a wild flower that is not stained by dust, blooming lightly with the fragrance of the breeze. Her growth is not only a game journey, but also a tribute to life, reminding us that even if the road ahead is long, as long as we have a tenacious heart and that eternal light, we can find our own path in this vast starry sky.