A man in green clothes appeared in the morning mist, holding a fishing basket and a fishing rod. He walked slowly, walked into a clump of reeds, and sat down slowly against the reed pole. Set up the fishing rod and close your eyes gently. The sun gradually rises. The fish entered the fish basket one by one. As the sun set, the man in Tsing Yi put all the fish in the basket back into the water, splashing golden light. Go back with the empty fish basket. This happens every day.
I know you are no longer here, and all I can do is to accompany these reeds day and night, from small buds to withered sunflowers. I have never left, and you will never come back.
Intention: Love is lost as soon as it arises, a lifetime of sadness