"Who will cross me?"
"Noble people. However, noble people can only be found but cannot be sought. They can help me through one journey, but they cannot help me through my whole life."
"Who will cross me?"
"The enemy. Use pain to forge new bones, and use thorns to build a ladder to heaven."
"Who will cross me?"
"All things and time. Suffering is not spoken, and answers are not found. They only emerge naturally between the rising and setting of the sun."
"Who will cross me?"
"Me. I have a bright pearl, which has been locked up by the dust for a long time. Now the light is born when the dust is gone, shining through thousands of mountains and rivers."
The wind blows the green leaves, and the moon reflects on the cold pond.
Don't ask when Lingyun will reach his peak, but you will be willing to stick to your original intention.
The hexagram image will eventually become a mirror, and the pen and ink will become true——
I wish to use the clouds as sails and the new moon as a boat to write down the unfinished fate in this world.
Intention: Walking in the world is the shore; standing here is the return.