Prosperity passes in the blink of an eye, while a thousand sails go by. I watch with a smile as sorrowful songs fall beneath the bodhi tree.
The modern world: Life is a play, and everything depends on acting. By his own account, Qiu An is a terrible actor. In an age rife with deception and brutal conflict, he is destined to become a stepping stone for those high above him to climb toward success. Through all his years, no matter how hard he keeps striving, he can never escape life’s absurd, dark humor. If Qiu An could return to that day, that year, could he rewrite all the suffering that tormented the first half of his life? Could he pass through the so-called insurmountable karmic barriers and stand firm, unmoved by the winds from every direction?
