A hero in troubled times, a little person in the world. Mustard seeds like dust, nothingness in the mist. The quiet dust is buried in the shadow of history, and there are also stories that cannot be covered in the inconspicuous corners.
Such stories are dictated by history and are inevitable for accidents to occur.
Be it heroes, nobodies, mustard seeds or gods.
All living things, as insubstantial as they are, are all within it.
The eight sufferings of life are: the suffering of birth, the suffering of old age, the suffering of illness, the suffering of death, the suffering of separation from love, the suffering of meeting with resentment and hatred, the suffering of not being able to seek what you want, and the suffering of the five yin beings burning.
There is no escaping these obsessions.
Think about whether the price you pay can sustain your obsession.
In history, in shadow corners, at the ends of the earth