Inhaling and exhaling, with just one breath, my eyes drifted towards the dandelion seeds that were blown away by me. They drifted and swayed with the wind, showing me what the wind looked like. I lowered my head in confusion, my face may be relaxed or heavy. I met all kinds of friends in my youth, and after a thousand twists and turns, I finally rushed to my final harbor—the arms of Jiang Muen!
Purpose: Reminiscing about the good times of the past