爱就像手中的沙子；抓得越紧，它就越会从指缝间流走。

原文英文

Sometimes, waiting is merely a brief rest during the journey of life. Once the rest is over, the journey must continue. Waiting is perhaps just a process; when the process ends, a new journey awaits. Perhaps the outcome doesn't matter, nor does the ultimate goal, but in being alive, one must wait for something, because it is these individual processes that compose our complete life.

People have various desires for life. The more we desperately pursue or desperately want to obtain something, the more likely the result is to be the opposite of our wish, making it difficult to satisfy our ambitions. However, when we no longer cling to a certain thought, we are liberated from inner entanglement. Most importantly, one should experience life with an open heart and not make unrealistic demands. All things require daily accumulation; naturally, success will follow.

With too many hurts, one is forced to wear a mask to disguise themselves; perhaps this way, there will be no more hurt.

Love is like sand in one's hand; gripping it too tightly will only make it slip through the fingers. Emotion is like the moon in the water; trying to scoop it up only makes it feel more illusory. The mortal world is like a flower in a mirror; after a few blooms and wilts, it becomes nothing but water and clouds.

If merit is not returned, it belongs to the next life; human life is but between breaths.

A person's value depends on the position they occupy.

The only thing in this world that remains unchanged is that everything is changing.