I thought I had done too many bad things, and I began to have the same dream frequently. In the dream, I was standing high in the clouds, and there was a faint chant in the white surroundings, like some kind of curse. I was like the evil snake in the Garden of Eden, running in panic. The clouds floating like fluffy catkins are like a knife cutting the feet, falling, falling, waking up...
Cai'er said to put away those small touches and sadness. These trivialities and meaningless moans will never become the weight that dominates life. What we need is a strong heart.
When we live in our own time and space, we often look up to the sky, intoxicated by the bright starry sky and the sunshine in our eyes. We never lower our heads, and the thorns along the way are smoothed by our parents.
Cai'er said that here we quickly learned to look at our feet when looking up at the sky.