Whispers of the Starry Night: Xiao Three's Lament

In the vast expanse of the cosmos, where the stars twinkle like the eyes of ancient gods, there lived a child named Xiao Three. His world was a tapestry of twinkling lights and silent whispers, a place where the very fabric of existence seemed to hum with a cosmic lullaby. But Xiao Three's heart was not at peace. His lullaby carried the weight of his sorrow, a tale of loss and longing that echoed through the void.

One night, as Xiao Three lay in his small, starlit room, he heard a voice. It was soft, like the rustle of leaves in a gentle breeze, yet it carried an urgency that made his heart race. "Xiao Three, the stars call to you," the voice said. "They hold the key to your heart's release."

Curious and a little scared, Xiao Three ventured out into the night. The stars seemed to follow him, their light guiding him through the darkness. He wandered deeper and deeper, until he found himself at the edge of a shimmering galaxy, a place he had never seen before.

There, in the heart of the galaxy, stood a grand tree, its branches reaching out like arms of a welcoming mother. The leaves of the tree were not green, but a myriad of colors, each one a reflection of the cosmos itself. Xiao Three approached the tree, and it seemed to lean closer, its branches swaying gently.

"Welcome, Xiao Three," the tree's voice was deep and resonant, like the rumble of distant thunder. "You have come to me because you carry a heavy burden. Let me help you find your lullaby's true meaning."

The tree began to speak, its words weaving into the very air around Xiao Three. "Your lullaby is not just a song of sorrow; it is a call to the universe for understanding and peace. It is a cosmic lullaby, a song that seeks to heal the wounds of the cosmos itself."

Xiao Three listened, his eyes wide with wonder and pain. The tree's words were like a mirror, reflecting the deepest parts of his soul. He realized that his lullaby was not just about his own loss, but about the universal pain of existence. It was a song that could resonate with every star, every planet, every living being in the universe.

As the tree spoke, Xiao Three felt a shift within himself. The sorrow that had once filled his heart began to lift, replaced by a sense of connection and understanding. He understood that his lullaby was a gift, a beacon of hope in a vast and often lonely cosmos.

The tree then reached out, its branches wrapping around Xiao Three, cradling him in a warm embrace. "Go back to your world, Xiao Three," the tree's voice was soft and soothing. "Take this lullaby with you, and let it bring peace to all who hear it."

Xiao Three nodded, feeling lighter than he had in years. He knew that his journey was far from over, but he also knew that he had found a purpose. As he walked back through the stars, his lullaby grew in strength, a melody that could reach the farthest corners of the universe.

He returned to his small room, where the stars continued to twinkle above. Xiao Three sat down and began to sing, his voice filling the room with a melody that was both haunting and beautiful. The stars seemed to listen, their light flickering in response.

And so, Xiao Three's lullaby became a cosmic phenomenon, a song that traveled through the cosmos, touching the hearts of all who heard it. It was a song of sorrow, yes, but it was also a song of hope, a reminder that even in the vastness of space, there is always a place for love, understanding, and peace.

As Xiao Three sang, the stars seemed to twinkle a little brighter, as if they were celebrating the birth of a new song, a new hope for the universe. And in that moment, Xiao Three found peace, knowing that his lullaby would continue to resonate, a cosmic lullaby that would be heard for generations to come.