On withered dust
I kneel down
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greedy
In front of that shabby little temple
In that time of boarding and extravagance
/
close eyes
Very serious
kowtow
I make a wish
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Regret
a long wait
"Actually, we all had our past in the beginning, good or bad. Those past events can be unforgettable and imprinted on us over the years..."
This is a sentence written on Tan Yiyi's notepad. The first page of white paper has no grid lines.
Maybe it was because I was ignorant at the beginning, maybe it was the beginning that led to the end.
But, who knows where the beginning will end.
After the beginning, who can write down the final destination for themselves...
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"The destination of human beings... Actually, where should they go?"
This was a question someone asked her a long time ago.
This was also the question she asked herself at that time.
And with the same sentence, she didn't know how many people she asked in the following days, and she didn't know how many unexpected or expected answers she got.