From Beijing to Shanghai to Lhasa, from Paris to Marseille to Orleans. They stop and go. ——"Spring has gone and the flowers are silent, but spring has come and the flowers have bloomed again. If you don't believe in the flowers, you still have faith. The red shadows are all over the wind and sand. ++++++Spring has gone and the flowers have remained silent. Whoever sees the spring comes, the flowers bloom again. The rolling dust and sand turn around and go away. I can't let go for the rest of my life." ++++++ For the rest of my life, I can't let go.