It Seems Like an Old Friend Has Come

It's just half ashes floating between heaven and earth, escaping into the earth, returning to dust, smiling at the wind and clouds, listening to the wind and rain, but being molded into a little clay figure by you, joyful and sad, birth, old age, illness and death, it can't be called a legend. Entertainment industry articles, slow to gain popularity. (2014/10/25)