生来一张白纸，看看火苗、看看婴儿、看看墙塔、看看社会、看看水中的倒影，因为音乐而落泪、因为触痛而流泪、如此鲜活灵动、触感真实的生命。I saw the water and a mountain, and there are many people climbing up the mountain. It was like a procession and there was a lot of frog, I couldn’t see it very well, but at the very top was death.