Some sadness cannot be broken down. It is like a dandelion in the breeze, spreading silently but very quickly. Then it floats into the soil and falls, where the seeds take root, germinate and bloom, but will not bear fruit. Finally, it quickly withered and slowly turned into ashes, but could no longer be dispersed with the wind. The loneliness that came and went in silence. The roots have penetrated into the soil, and even if the flowers fail, it will be difficult to extricate itself. This kind of sadness can never be let go and we dare not look back. Even if we peel off the skin and bones, we can't break it off. Qi Mian once had such a seed buried in his youthful ambitions. He hid it from everyone and himself. ——Li Manting
Intention: The world is in chaos and I only wish you peace.