When I opened my eyes, I saw a completely unfamiliar scene; when I stretched out my hand, I couldn't touch any actual temperature; when I stood up, the old floorboards made a creaking sound. You stand there, with the bright window behind you, like a long and meaningful scroll, frozen in a beautiful moment. It's like waking up from a big dream. After such a long reincarnation, I finally came here. A body without warmth, a greeting without a voice, a world without breath, and time without passage, the beauty of silence seems doubly melancholy.
And you, alone, aren't you lonely?