What was the straw that broke the camel's back? Is it the minutiae of the mortal world, the countless living beings that pass by, or the trapped cage of self-restraint, maybe it is a mistake at the beginning, maybe it is the wind, frost, snow and rain in the past years, maybe maybe, but in the end it is just a grain of dust, dissipated in the wind and rain, no one knows, no one remembers, no one misses, no one loves, no one loves...
Intention: Those who gave birth to me may not care about me, and those who did not give birth to me may not be as good as those who gave birth to me.