The wind thins the bamboos, but the wind passes by but the bamboos leave no sound;
The wild geese cross the cold pond, but the wild geese leave without leaving a trace in the pond.
——"Cai Gen Tan"
Never made it clear, never crossed the line,
Be cautious, and it seems to speak a thousand words.
During that somewhat difficult time,
In an unexpected way, that young man
Gave me a beam of light in the dark night,
Bright but not hot, hazy but clear.
A healing story, first person.
Intention: Dreaming about a horse, with no distractions