Chase the evening wind all the way, watching it cross the fields, cross the long street, and finally dissolve into the boundless darkness. Just like we have walked along the way, from talking about everything to relatively silent, all the warmth and tenderness are slowly exhausted over time. The wind has dispersed, the people are far away, and that unforgettable past has finally become an old dream that no one mentions anymore.
Intention: 1. The evening wind will eventually disperse in all directions, just like the people who come and go in life. We once shared the same sunset, thinking that our companionship would last forever, but we forgot that the wind is destined to wander, and people will eventually return. Encounter is a gentle gift, and parting is never anyone's fault. Those fates that did not reach the end are just meeting at the right time, and waving at the right node. From then on, they traveled thousands of miles, and each of them settled in the sea of people. Apart from regrets, they also learned to accept all the uncontrollable things in the world.
