Again. We sat in relative silence under the tree.

The falling flowers are colorful, slowly falling in front of and behind us.

I open my eyes again and look at you quietly. Watch as you are enveloped in that beautiful golden aperture.

You didn't open your eyes. You say, "Qin'er, if you want to have such a light, don't open your eyes." Don't look at me. It depends on your heart. “

"See what?" I asked.

You say, "Look at how deep your inner peace is, how deep your inner vastness is." ”

You say, "No matter what is happening in this world, always see how deep your inner peace and breadth is." ”

You say. You opened your eyes. You say, "Even when you have your eyes open, keep your heart open." Never be blind to the state of your heart. ”

As you speak, you stretch out a hand, palm up. I saw many petals falling from the sky. One by one, they land on the palm of your hand. They don't fall anywhere else. They don't land anywhere else. They all land in the palm of your hand. They fall in the palm of your hand in cascading layers. They are stacked on top of each other there, like a tiny hill. Yours got your hands on it. You turn your palm over. You draw a circle in the air with your palm facing down. All the flowers fall to the ground, forming a colorful circle in front of you.

You look at me and say, "At this moment, even if the outside scene is amazing and likable, you must always look inside." Don't let the brightness of your heart be overshadowed by this vision. ”

That day, you said, "If a person can control his heart, he doesn't need to care about fate." ”