Life is like a gypsy ballad singing:
Time is for wandering, the body is for enjoyment, life is for forgetting, and the soul is for singing.
A kind of wisdom of giving up, regressing to gain freedom, no longer being attached, only then can you be happy. Once you see through it, your life will become broader and your mood will become clearer and clearer.
The arduous pursuit, the regrets that cannot be let go, the layers of desire and longing, anxiety, regret, all kinds of inexplicable emotions... Everyone lives in their own abyss, struggling, and rushing around.
Conception: