Dreams, shadows, mist, and flowers are all empty space. Because of the messy thoughts in the mind, all the dust will be chased away - it is not as good as all things are scattered~
This is true in life, and so is death.
All are scattered... All are scattered... What is all scattered? And why are they all scattered?
I don't know, I don't understand…
It's a pity that there is his figure in the dream, but why is it called void?
Troubled by the world, troubled by the world, hurt by the world...
Where to go...
Finally understand, what is meant by everything is scattered~