There are no exaggerated novels or fancy words. I only have a dream, a dream from ancient times. She once said that everyone's life is an absurd but very meaningful dream, and we are tiny ants trapped in it, but still enjoying the dream - whether we are happy or sad, and we also have joys and sorrows. The departure of relatives is just the withering of the body. Each of them turns into wind and clouds, entangling the temporary people all the time... I don't understand life, reincarnation, and the various conditions of the world, and I don't want to be confused with the chaotic world. I was born ordinary, but I still hide an unyielding soul. What I can't do, I can do in my dreams; what I can't see, I can do in my dreams. May the soul of the deceased rest in peace forever, and may the living people have a grateful heart forever.
Intention: I express my feelings.
