Ask the Gods, What Is the Way?

The stars are vast, and there are so many lonely boats. Falling into the river of stars, I miss you. Chasing the stars, recalling the passing years, I don't know when I will return home, but I keep moving forward bravely. The journey is also dangerous, stars and clouds swallow up the boat, and the gods perish, but the old intention remains unchanged. What is my name? Where is the way home? The light flickered, but there was no response. Board the boat again and follow the light. Although the road ahead is bleak, I still find my true heart, which is as bright as a star and does not fade away. The green water is rippling, and the young man is standing in the water. The breeze is blowing on his face, and the fish are swimming. The black and white reflections are reflected in the water, and the colorful luster shines in it. Thousands of chips rise and fall with the wind. Everything is both an end and a beginning.