In the darkness, I see my shadow—short, huge, faint, and deep, overlapping and intertwined—until I can no longer find myself, not even a trace of my silhouette.
Giving is always proactive; no one forces you. Whether you receive love or rejection, it should be expected. If you choose to act, do not complain. Face the world with sunshine, even on cloudy days.
He did not know who had once been before him, lost in the center of an immense chaos, as the dark fields of America stretched forward in the night. (*The Great Gatsby*)
You smell my scent, I hear your cries. You know I am weeping, and that I long for you. We are so close, yet so far. But do not fear! Do not fear!
There is someone I miss in a far-off land; you are the ordeal of this life that I cannot overcome. One look makes my heart soften; one embrace and I am lost.
In this world, is there anyone for whom you would give everything?
Life is like a rhizome buried in the soil; while the visible flowers and leaves may bloom and wither, the underground rhizome constantly nurtures life. It simply needs nourishment.
We often love to wait, stubbornly believing that waiting is never wrong, while beautiful years are consumed day by day. Everything in life has an expiration date. If beautiful wishes are only enshrined on the altar of expectation, they will only gather dust over time. When we feel heartache in the moment, we should cherish the clothes we wear and the happiness of those before us.