White Horse, Autumn Wind, and Song Lyrics

A silver saddle gleams on a white horse, while frost-red leaves drift into the autumn wind.

"The Way of Heaven shines bright, while the mortal world stretches endlessly. Eyes grow dim, ears grow deaf, and in the end, nothing can be attained..."

"Some things are clear, some things obscure. Put them into practice, and each will endure through the ages..."

"Flowers seen through mist vanish as soon as you approach. Though clear as day, they cannot be touched..."

"If the mist remains, what need is there to seek the color of flowers? See only the torch, and know nothing of the darkness..."

"Confined by one heart, expressed through seven orifices. Seeing the cosmos, seeing the universe, yet still bound by one's own nature..."

This is not a novel in the conventional sense, and my writing is still quite immature.

I only hope there can be a work like this, to give a home to a few simple emotions and breathe life into a few imagined souls.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.