The wind is free, it will say goodbye without any warning, come and go as it pleases...
When the wind of longing blows in your ears again, it will bring you many feelings
When you want to look for the wind of the past, the wind has already embarked on a new journey
The wind is not defined or restrained, it looks free.
But the wind has no entity, cannot be touched, cannot be embraced
It's lonely and ethereal...
"If you want to turn into the wind, I will be a chaser of the wind, and we will meet you again where we first met."
Intention: The self in one's own eyes is actually more important than the self in the eyes of others