I wish the spring wind could bring this sadness and absurd away, I wish we can sit together on the rock in beibei and watch the sunset,hear the flowing water singing her best songs. Take our shoes off, to feel the cool breeze.
I wish we could breathe in the air of fresh mud, the little daisy. I wish we could conquer this mess.
No more greed, no more cry. No more sadness,no more death. (Pics and text by Zhang Qianyu)