I heard a gust of wind blowing through the treetops, causing the leaves in the forest to sway gently. If possible, I no longer want to be a human being, nor a demon, nor a god. I just want to turn into a gust of wind, without nostalgia and ties, and walk in the world openly. Bury yourself in mountains and river valleys and enjoy peace and quiet.
Intention: Everything is right or wrong for a reason in your heart. If you don't regret it, don't be afraid.