"Crossing the river sinks, my heart is uneasy
There are thousands of sails beside me, but I am trapped in the boat alone."
A shipwreck is never an obstacle, it is just a mark of the past
A diseased tree is not a desperate situation, it is just a prelude to new life.
The obsessions that trap us
Will eventually be on the way forward
Turn into the wind of thousands of sails, the spring of thousands of trees
Written by｜SKYSEVEN
Written on February 2, 2026
Purpose: Develop Vigorously
