Wild horses are like dust, and living things blow them with their breath.
The only thing you want in life is to be free.
Unable to seek, unable to let go, long-lasting resentment, separation from love, birth, old age, illness and death.
She is independent and has been reincarnated for hundreds of years, so what can she understand?
Getting to know each other is fate.
Coming or going is destiny.
This article is just a small sentiment of an ordinary person. Please do not take it too seriously. Corrections are welcome.