He said, "Hold your hand and walk to the end, waiting for you at the end." Wherever there is a life that is like a song, a person who is like a poem, without you it will be hell. Later, when I came back from power, you were no longer around. I went to Nanshan Temple to look for you. I looked at your figure fused with the red bricks and green tiles behind you, and I didn't dare to go forward and touch you. Every time I left, I missed you more and more, and I wanted to catch you back and become my caged bird, even if you would hate me.