I always think that I am not afraid of death. What is death? It’s just a way to live. In Su Shi’s words, if you view it from its changers, then the Heaven and Earth could not be seen for a moment; If you view it from its changeless ones, then things and me are […]

Buried butterfly

Wen/Leng Meng Yu is supported by the gentle breeze. The years are like water passing away, and the flowers bloom and fall. I don’t know where to go to the vast sea of people. For whom does the heron fly and dance? Breaking out of the cocoon, the beauty of the whole city, lamenting if […]