The morning light shines quietly on the Buddha's kingdom, half brilliant and half silent. He reached for the red scarf hanging on the back seat, wrapped his long hair and slightly red face, closed the car door and walked towards the hillside in the distance. This woman is not Juem, but she often appears alone in the Buddhist academy carrying a drawing board or a camera. She spends most of her time in a certain corner, busy copying and taking photos, and occasionally leads a group of children to run wild on the hillside. No one remembers when she first appeared here, and no one knows her name. Juem, who is familiar with her, will call her a painter, and more people will call her a good person. She would bring sweets to the children, teach them how to draw, and would also bring medicine to the sick monks. She would never take the paintings away but give them to passing spectators. She is not a believer, but she has piety in her heart.
Where is the future? In the wheel that ran over the puddle, accidentally bumped into your child at the station, or in the wind that blew through your ears just now? She didn't know that that ordinary photo would turn into a gust of wind and blow into another person's heart a few hours later. With her questions, she ran towards the future.
Sometimes you don't know what kind of candies and fate God will put in your life, what kind of opponents and friends you will meet, but you have to choose first before you are qualified to know the outcome.
Purpose: The best result of a relationship is to protect each other and grow together. You become a towering tree, and I will be the wind that high-fives you. The water vapor turns into rain or snow and eventually falls into the mountains. They have seen the scenery on the snow-capped mountains, felt the vitality of the young leaves on the treetops, and touched the annual rings of the vigorous tree trunks, but after all, they still need to pass through layers of dark soil to become pure. The beautiful scenery on the ground alone cannot create his purity. Instead, it is those days when he cannot see the light that achieve the final sweetness. Therefore, it can also be said that they experienced natural joy and sorrow before becoming sweet and pure. We humans are the same. Life is long or short. We cannot live in happiness forever. Only those dark days can make life stronger and more complete.