The same scenery can be different and wonderful when viewed with compound eyes. I am a beetle, I can't decorate anyone's window, and I don't want to disturb anyone's dream. Loneliness and flying are all that I have.
Time has no end, we seem to be trapped in reincarnation, this moment beats decades, like the life I want to spend with you. The dazzling light made everything white. As the earth shook violently, you and I melted into streams, intertwined and sang. We circled down from the peaks, washing out the mountains and fields with spring flowers. Yes, in the throbbing of the earth, flowers bloomed everywhere, and each flower was extremely complex and gorgeous. This must be the eternity I want.