The End, or the Sea of ​​Flowers

The white bird flies up into the sky that is no longer gloomy. It is answering and praising the cause of all things. The sun shines on the earth again, and in the inconspicuous dilapidated scorched earth, a new stamen slowly sprouts. The reason why the journey is great and the reason why the epic is magnificent is that everything must be wiped away. Please don't hate pain, it exists because it teaches people the most profound things. Their blood will not flow in vain, as one captain said, "because the breeze will remember it and the land will swallow it." So, go forward, even if the journey continues to be lost, you must always climb over and ride on the west wind - it is neither cold nor warm - please use this small push to reach the imperfect tomorrow. Finally, stop, look at the sea of ​​flowers at the end, and look back at the path you and I have taken. As you are reading this book, I want to ask you something. "Since the ending has been decided, why did you set out?"