Before looking back in time. My thoughts have been trapped. Before they left here, I had already visited their footsteps to express my condolences and gratitude. When I am like the wind, like the clouds, like the breath. The natural blowing will take me away, and I won't let go. I feel at ease with the stable operation of the machine, but this is not my machine. This is the wind that belongs to all things.
Now my controlled steps are submerged on the ground. I can no longer find those sincere memories, real rammed earth, and friends.
Purpose: Protect the person you treasure in your heart