Thousands of sufferings and misfortunes, no one can help me return home.
I have long forgotten who said that immortality is ruthless. In order to seek immortality, I am willing to take the lives of thousands of people and make them lifeless. The great road is invisible, but in order to seek the great road, I am willing to exhaust my immortality so that I will never exist.
What then? Then I saw him fall from the sky. As far as I can see, there is the grand golden skylight pouring down, the dim yellow sky, covering him and the continuous crimson burning clouds, and the wind, the wind blows his clothes, he is like a bird falling from the huge red sun that sets in the west, rushing towards the earth it once overlooked, such swift and tragic beauty, small and dazzling. In the end, I didn't know what exactly happened in my eyes. My eyes were so painful that I wanted to cry.
He just died and I couldn't catch him.
Look at him, look at him, he has transformed into thousands and millions of people, escaping into the world where he once existed. There is no trace of him anymore. Teach me how to catch him! I thought that his longevity was far from over. I was still waiting for him to tell me how to be alive. I was still waiting, waiting for him to be driven crazy by the long years - even God could not save him! I will see him sinking into hopelessness like me on this road of no return.
But he is returning, ashes to ashes, dust to dust - coming from a place of silence and going to nowhere.
I am left alone in this hopeless road of no return.
Not to mention that the ants whose lives are as short as fireworks taught me how to be jealous and crazy.
The Buddha said that love is not cause and effect, fate is destined to death and life.
It was the Buddha who deceived me.
Then I realized that the great road was not what I wanted, and that eternal salvation is the real salvation.
However, I will not return.