I Heard That Flying Birds Have Come

Bird-like youth has only two endings, either fly or die. What I want to say is such a young story, so poignant that it can lead to life and death. Those little touches in the Chinese years are limited to looking out from inside the prison and seeing the blue sky and white clouds blowing by occasionally like the wind. Have you ever missed someone, have you regretted something? The separation is so short, but the memories are as long as the endless road. Please allow me some time. Whether you believe it or not, what I take you to pass will be the first love that is never old but filled with dusk.