Meeting is fate. If it is not fate, how can we get together? Then all things are acquainted by fate. According to legend, a hundred years ago, the two gods expanded mountains and rivers, opened up territories, and blessed the world. Future generations are like falling stars, flying away on cranes, and past events are like light clouds, thickening and then fading away. A hundred years later, coming here again is both a blessing and a curse...
Intention: Go with the crowd, but not the gurgling water