Ups and downs against the tide, in the blossoming youth, do you have a lingering color lingering in your heart, like love or friendship?
Growth will eventually bring us silence, and will you sing loudly at that time to complete the memorial ceremony for this transformation, or break through the darkness, Nirvana and rebirth to break the past?
And those people and things will eventually turn into thorns on the apex of the heart, with roots deep in the bones and blood, and turn into a wisp of wind, letting go day and night.
After going through thousands of sailings and returning home, I am no longer myself, but I am still me.
We become better people and have a better life
Intention: A beautiful future