When I stand in front of you in pain, you cannot say that I have nothing, nor can you say that I am empty-handed.

Facing the river, I feel infinitely ashamed. My years have been wasted and I am tired. Like all poets who use dreams as horses, the years will pass away without leaving a drop.

There are many things in life. What can be forgotten is called the past, and what cannot be forgotten is called memory. Sometimes, it is difficult to hide a person's loneliness for too long. If it lasts too long, people will become silent. At that time, some of the past feelings cannot be recovered. Perhaps, when a tireless journey ends, only those standing at the end will feel tired. In fact, I have always understood that it is not easy to be with one person all the time.

From tomorrow onwards, be a happy person. Feeding horses, chopping firewood, and traveling around the world. From tomorrow on, care about food and vegetables. I have a house facing the sea and the flowers are blooming in spring. From tomorrow onwards, communicate with every loved one. Tell them my happiness. That happy lightning told me. I will tell everyone. Give every river and every mountain a warm name. Stranger, I bless you too. May you have a bright future. May your lover eventually get married. May you find happiness in this world. I just want to face the sea and see the flowers blooming in spring.