I once had a nightmare in which I became an aimless ghost in the vast sky. I didn't know where I was going, and I didn't know if I should be wandering like this.
The red soil has always been the color of my hometown, and the fine sandy particles are mixed in it, carrying the taste of childhood. I played house, stole oranges, picked lotus flowers, and I did everything a child should do.
To say that I miss you is true, but to say that I don't miss you is false.
The price of growth lies in joy, pain, and the joy after pain.
Intention: Redemption of oneself is more important than consumption of oneself