He joined the army at the age of fifteen and returned home at the age of eighty. I meet a fellow villager. Who is there at home? From a distance, it is Jun's house, with numerous pine and cypress graves. The rabbit enters from the dog's sinus, and the pheasant flies from the beam. The valley is born in the atrium, and the sunflower is born in the well. The grain is pounded for rice, and the sunflower is picked for soup. The soup and rice are cooked for a while, but who knows? When I go out and look eastward, my clothes are stained with tears
Intention: Peace and beauty