I have seen a bridge that connects the two ends of the world. The bridge on this side of the world, and the bridge on the other side of the world, are for those who are stuck in hard thinking. Maybe they are thinking about separation, or they are thinking about life and death, or they are thinking about love and hate, or they are thinking about joys and sorrows. It is also possible to think about being lost, thinking about the next life, and thinking about the true self. Po Meng had no choice but to hold the soup to protect the bridge for seven lifetimes. She watched the seven lives of seven people on this bridge, just like those who crossed the bridge, they spent seven lives. Finally, I made a soup that made me forget about the world and myself. I saw a bridge, and the man who guarded the bridge told me seven stories. She said that bridge was called Seventh Generation Bridge.