"'Thoughts are lust,' they say, and so they break the wings of their thoughts and crawl about, biting and gnawing them all covered in filth." Nietzsche
There is no simpler solution in the world than to die.
Lin Bai: "I have seen many things, moving and still, humble and noble, hairy and bald, smart or stupid. They all had a place in the beginning, but later in my world, only people were left."
How can life be divided into three, six or nine grades? How can death be misinterpreted as a value?
This is the love between a somewhat handsome high school student and a somewhat white crooked neck tree.
There are all kinds of people, ghosts and gods interspersed in the middle.
There is also a big yellow dog who is never left behind.
And the kid with the big yellow dog at the end of the crane. HE