On Mountains, Clouds, and Human Connections
As I gazed at the mountains, steadfastly standing through countless years, and the clouds, fleetingly scattered by the wind, never to return in the same form, I found myself reflecting on the nature of human connections within the bounds of limited time. Like drifting clouds, some relationships merely pass us by, while others reveal their true significance only as time unfolds.
In the rush of life, I had forgotten something important: there were people who patiently waited for me, silently supporting me from a distance. Even in moments of hardship, there have been connections-both in the past and perhaps in the future-where I could pause and find ...