The afterglow of thousands of years sways the fragrance of flowers and the falling rainy season.
I put deep or shallow memories into the corners of my heart, and leave long-forgotten past events to the years. . .
Death is just the end of the old and the beginning of the new. .
The water of reincarnation is rushing endlessly. .
Whether it is happiness, joy, pain, or sadness, these are all proof of "aliveness." . . . . .