The sound of the waterfall lingered in his ears, vibrating like thunder, and there was only a vast river with turbulent waves in front of him. He walked out of the cave, and his extremely long and unkempt hair blocked his face. He squatted down gently, and touched a wave with his hand. He was not pushed down by the wave, but gently grabbed the hair in front of his eyes with his hand. The beard had already blocked the lower half of his face, but his eyes were very beautiful, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, which revealed a kind of hollowness. He has lost too much in his life. The sound of the waterfall still lingered in his ears, as if what he had lost was laughing again in his ears. Gradually, he cried, and his eyes finally cried after the vicissitudes of life.