He once said that she had no heart, and she said that I cannot have a heart.
There can't be any. Not nothing.
She thought about it for a long time that day.
What is the heart?
The heart is joy.
The heart is addicted.
The heart is a momentary flutter.
The heart breathes freely.
The heart can stand in the wilderness and listen to the sound of the wind passing by.
Just listen to the sound of the wind and let your mind go empty.
The heart can envy, hate, resent, and cry and laugh freely.
There is someone to listen when the heart is talking, and there is someone to make a sound when the tears fall.
The heart is guarding an inch without caring about one's own safety.
The heart is rebellious, disobedient, and unbehaved.
The heart is for oneself for a moment.
Intention: There is a heart that is bitter, but there is no heart that is cold.