My temples are frosted with age, and my hair is white. There's nowhere to express the profound sadness I feel. As a child, I was unable to repay the grace of having been raised with such love and care. Scenes from my childhood flood back, making me realize how unworthy I am of my parents' devotion.,Death is both an end and a new beginning. Flowers bloom and wither, cycling through endless renewal. All beings can only let go of attachments and accept the natural flow of things.,That stubborn and unyielding figure was deeply etched in the eyes of other animals. The naive beasts and birds didn't understand, they didn't understand why the tiger would be struck by lightning, and at the same time, they developed a fear of the sky above. This is normal, wild animals all have an instinct to avoid bad luck and seek good fortune. Instinct makes them stay away from danger.。