He walked out from the dust, with blood still lingering on his body. He looked back and saw a flaming sunset melting beneath the dilapidated low buildings.
Become my crane, and the wealth, status, and honor you want can be achieved. People will bow before your beauty and talent.
The brilliance of the water shadow becomes more and more entangled in the heart, becoming the bitter fruit in the haze, the humble longing in the cracks of time, and at the opposite extreme, until it is disillusioned.
The person who brought me into this world will be gone forever.
Amen