I never thought that I would like someone so much, that I would miss him so much, that I would never forget him, that I would give up everything for that person, even give up the comfort and opportunity at my fingertips. I thought this was just wishful thinking. In my dreams, I often see mountain temples, clear streams, Buddhist Scripture Pavilions, blood, and you. I see you when I was ten years old, and you when I was sixteen years old. I miss you and I am happy for you.