For the rest of my life, there are only fireworks, only tenderness, only freedom, and only peace.
"Are there any regrets?" Florita asked softly. This was a question that spanned several years after years of accumulation.
Ji Wang faced the evening breeze and looked at the stars, with a gentle smile on his lips that lasted through the years, clear and magnanimous, unstained by the vicissitudes of life.
"No regrets."
"My lonely lamp for one lifetime is exchanged for the eternal light of the sky; my half-year journey alone is exchanged for the new life of the world."
"Through the long night, you will finally see the dawn; after going through ups and downs, you will finally find stability."
"This life is enough, this heart is at peace."
The words fell softly to the ground, blended into the evening breeze and the stars, and fell into the eternity of time, becoming the final chapter of this long story.
The stars and rivers are bright, the evening breeze is long, the mountains and rivers are silent, and the world is peaceful.
From then on, the eternal chess game was sealed in history, and all the illusions of the ages were lost.
The bright light hides in the heart, and there is no delusion year after year.
Mountains and rivers are ever green, and the world is ever prosperous.
Hold the lamp and return to earth, and return to peace forever.
