The wind blows through the rainy season, and the rain moistens everything, leaving only branches and leaves without leaving any trace. It was only the love and nourishment that had been given that made the leaves grow. After they grow up, they understand that the rain is looming, near or far, present or absent, and cannot be grasped. When he comes, there is no trace, and when he leaves, there is no end! Just like you were caught off guard when you arrived, and there was no news when you left!
Intention: In the end, it is for a word of love, and in the end, it is for you.