Recalling the past, time is like water and fleeting like fireworks. But I can't catch the water flow, nor can I catch the prosperity of the moment. Useless efforts will only make us hurt more deeply.
The wind is lighter and the clouds are lighter. Once it is gone, there is no need to cherish it. Since you can't catch that person, let him pass with the wind. Maybe you will find that the sky after inner liberation is pure blue.