The source of beautiful flowers blooming power comes from the land that feeds it, and finally feeds it back with its remaining value. The source of bright power of the vast starry sky comes from the chaos that breeds it, and finally returns to chaos with its remaining value.I would like to be like the beautiful flowers rooted in the land where I was born and raised, and I would like to be like the bright starry sky telling back to the origin with my body.

Rainy days have never been my favorite, but when I stepped on the land, the cold rain hit my face, I could feel the warmth. This is the land telling me that it is always guarding me! At the same time, I understand that the source of the call from the heart is the land.

As I slowly approach the Holy Land in my heart, the call becomes more and more compact. Without this pair of leather bags, I think it has flown out of the holy land. If that is the case, I will tell a truth just like the flower in the starry sky.

When I stop in front of the holy land, the call will also turn into the hopeless encouragement. The passage of time does not change it a bit. Some of it still want to protect me forever and pay for me. Just as the oars power the boats, the rain brings life to the spring.

Gradually, I stepped into the holy land, and my encouragement gradually turned into peace, as if I had found a harbor, Tense nerves tend to calm down. Is this the gift it gives me? My mind keeps asking why? Why do I give so much? What answers me is a picture of a warm heart! Such unrequited dedication will also prove the infinite praise people have given you since ancient times.

I‘ve been wandering around the land to find every corner just to imprint you on my heart, and then I can leave a harbor in my heart. I know this is another gift you gave me, and I only have to carry it to tell people about your little bit, just to prove that you are the most beautiful place in the world.

Finally, I finally choose to leave you, leave the warm embrace. If time can stop here, I can accompany you all the time, and you can tell me everything about you all the time, but I know that this is an extremely luxurious wish, It can’t be realized, so let me choose to leave you in my heart. Only in this way can time stop as I always lie in your arms.

The water is constantly volatilizing as if it is telling us that it is going to leave, but the call in the heart makes it return to the original origin again. The dazzling light of the sun makes it gorgeous as if it is constantly showing off itself, but this is the only way for it to return to chaos!