Little Finger

Like a sparrow, our author continues to hop from branch to branch in this book as well. While reading the book, sometimes you find yourself in front of a spider’s web at the end of a thread, and other times, you are at the farthest point of a flat planet catching stars with a fishing line. Amidst all these diversities, our author does not neglect to dedicate himself to sparrows. After all, our fingers are like sparrows; they should be used in a manner appropriate to their purposes, shouldn’t they? “When I feel that a word is missing from my life, my heart aches deeply. I’m sure you also experience this to some extent. Wouldn’t it be nice if someone could collect all the words we lost somewhere in time and place them before us? Maybe there could be volunteers among us! Can you do this, sir? How about you, madam? Me? I’m sorry, I am too busy… I have dedicated my life to sparrows. I offer them a pair of fingers on which they can perch anytime they want. Here are my two little sparrow fingers…”