Thoughts on Reading "The Zero Century"

The different inks that filled the library awakened my mind, and my fingertips brushed the smooth or rough spine of the book. Looking at the title, stroking the cover, speculating on the content. When the fingertips stay in the "zero century" and the eyes stay on the cover that seems to predict the future, the mind can no longer explore the science fiction world like a black hole. I know, I found the book I wanted.

The melodious bell rang, as if hearing a flock of white pigeons flying across the sky, pulling out a pure white crack. The sun fell from the sky, as if the sky had fallen. In the church, a man knelt in front of the cross, clasped the cross on his chest and prayed devoutly. The memory in his mind tore the wound in his soul. The light shines on the church. Broken, only the cross that has not collapsed symbolizes the remaining hope of mankind. Those lights and sawdust seem to float in the void. Push open the door engraved with Seraphim, and anyone who can remember all human civilizations will become a ruin. A gust of hot air blew, and a half-burned newspaper brushed the man's shoulder and flew into the church, as if it also wanted God's protection. The last person was written in bold. With superhuman imagination and a sense of writing lens, the author describes the people who crossed to the16th century after the "Day of Heaven" in 20 12 years and asked the Maya for protection.

The whole book subverts the existing world view and defines all the mysteries. The Mayans were actually Zhuorkin who immigrated to the earth, and the moon was actually a spaceship left by Zhuorkin thousands of years ago to block the planet for the earth. The whole book is like a thrilling dream, real and beyond imagination, science fiction and based on reality. No matter Benny, who fought for mankind, or Kea, a Maya who just wanted to protect his own people, every little detail reflected the noble quality of human beings under the delicate writing of the author.

"One hundred people have a hundred small villages." As a science fiction novel, the conception is often the most difficult. However, the zero century allows you to read different meanings every time.

The ark of civilization, driving in the bright galaxy. The overture of destruction played the sad echo of the stars. When the flame and the sea water merge, the light of the flame will be weakened. When the night is separated from the dawn, the former glory will reappear. Anything that exists will be destroyed. Only destruction can be reborn. Just like an eternal snake biting its tail, it keeps circulating, as if destined to recycle once. Industrial pollution hoof, while trampling on the earth, also shortens the distance between head and tail. Just as people will die, it is difficult for the earth to get rid of extinction. Compared with the earth, human civilization is like a few seconds in a day. However, human actions have infinitely increased this proportion. If infinity is the biggest word in human vocabulary, then this word is like a world view in a drift bottle relative to the destination. If God really exists, then the church must be the closest place to God. And if God does not exist, then the church may be the farthest place from hope. Hope is not prayer, but persistence. No matter how bumpy the road is, how many scars you have drawn and how many unknown intersections you have, you must never give up and follow your heart.

After the doomsday, human civilization will finally usher in the "zero century".