Living in this city like a wanderer, I seem to remember a little bit of everything, but I can't remember it completely. Why did I come here and what is my purpose? How did I get here, and who am I?
Until the master found me, he hugged me gently and said, "Ju'er, we are going back."
I looked at the unfamiliar master, but I didn't know how to answer. In fact, I had no choice at all.
So, I stumbled to another time and space, repeating another life. I just remember who said a few words.
Ru'er, I can only send you here.
Ru'er, live a good life.
Ru'er, don't forget to be a teacher.
Ru'er, come find me as your teacher.
Ruer... Ruer...
Sorry.
Is it disrespectful to be a teacher?