When I was middle-aged, I became a grandma.
I named my granddaughter Biehua, and I prayed that she would not leave this world of flowers, and I prayed that she would not leave the kind of people who once made me fearful.
I became the most annoying elder in the first half of my life.
Yet when I was young, this was how I often introduced myself to others. My name is Yan, a wild goose that yearns for freedom and distance. It is a passionate bird.
Intention: Wild Goose
