I always thought that getting old was a long process, and sometimes I looked in the mirror overnight with pale faces and strands of white hair like a disappearing shooting star. If the promise was a wrong start, I haven’t had time to enjoy it yet. But life has to leave in a hurry. When I leave, in your arms When I leave, not in this world, the ones I love, the ones who love me, don't be sad, don't worry about me, I wish I was a rock, I wish I was a breeze again Wake up to Nanke Yimeng. Life is just a ray of lengthened years. What I have and what I have lost are the training of the Lord Buddha until one day the experience is over and I go to the Land of Ultimate Bliss.