I am a grain of sand in this mortal world, but I am passing through it in a daze.
As a new modern human being, how can we let the ancient people of Laoshizi bully us?
But, why, I can't let him go? Why have I been waiting for him?
Why can't I let go after being hurt again and again?
When I face him for the last time, will I look away from everything? . . . .