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Who has seen the wind?
You didn't, and neither did I.
But when the tree bowed its head,
is when the wind passes by.


is when the wind passes by.
But when the leaves are slightly shaken,
You didn't, and neither did I.
Who has seen the wind?



Two. Time and forgiveness

1. Tim's going to go! He was going to find and rescue the princess. She was taken away by a horrible and wicked monster.
This is all caused by Tim's mistakes.

He has made more than one mistake. Many years ago, when they were together, Tim made a lot of mistakes. The dots between the two of them were blurred. Only one was engraved in his memory: she turned abruptly, and his tresses fell to him, as if to despise him.

He knew that she had tried to forgive him, but who could really not care when faced with a lie and a stab in the back? Even if we get the lesson, we will not make the same mistake again, but the relationship between the two has been irrevocably changed. The princess refused to see him again, becoming more distant and aloof.

In this world of believing in causality, we are trained to be stingy and forgiving. It is easy to forgive the results of our own will be able to deeply hurt. But shouldn't we be rewarded if we can learn from the mistakes and become better partners? Instead of receiving punishment for our mistakes!

What if our world were to run in a different way? If we could say to her, "I said something wrong, I didn't mean it." "Then she will answer," It's okay, I understand. She would not turn away, and life could go on, as if she had not said those words just now. We can eliminate injuries, and we can learn lessons and become more mature.

Tim and the princess roamed the castle garden, laughing together and naming the beautiful birds. Their mistakes can not be seen by the other side, safe collection in the folds of time.

Three. Time and Puzzle

Tim had left the princess many years ago. He kissed the princess's neck, then took up his bags and walked out the door. Now he regrets, at least a little regret. He went on a journey again to find her, to show that he knew that the last time he had left made her sad, but also to tell her that he left her is a good thing.

For a long time, he thought their feelings were perfect. He was meticulous in his protection of the princess, trying to reverse his mistakes and not let the princess be affected. Likewise, the Princess has eliminated his own mistakes, and she always pleases him.

It is very dangerous to indulge in the consolation of friendship. In order to be able to please you fully, she must have a comprehensive understanding of you. In this way, you can not ignore his expectations, but also can not escape from her range of sight. Her kindness limits you, and you will never be able to achieve anything beyond her pre-defined territory in this life.

Tim needs to get rid of such manipulations and need to seek beyond hope. Sometimes, he needs to escape the love of the princess.

Far away, Tim saw a castle. Even though the wind was still, the flag of the castle was still flying, and the bread in the kitchen was always warm. There seems to be a magic.

Four. Time and place

During the festival, Tim returned to his parents ' home for a reunion dinner, reminding him of the situation he had lived with his parents years ago. At the time, parents forced Tim to identify with the strange values they insisted on, but that was pointless for Tim. Living in this House, even if only a few drops of gravy on the table towel, will cause a quarrel.

In order to escape, Tim moved out of his parents ' house and entered the university campus in the cold wind. He could alienate the disputed family, and the embarrassing childhood faded with the past. But he immediately stepped into the university campus of the overflow of insecurity, as the general fear of walking the rope.

Until he left his parents ' house and returned to his present home, Tim was relieved and clearly saw a sharp contrast, and he knew he had made a lot more progress than before.
His progress, accumulated over the past, let him closer to the princess. I'm sure we can find her! She will change him completely and change everyone.

He found that every place on the road was able to stir up an emotion, and each emotion elicited a memory: at a certain time, in a place. If that's the case, can he just be able to find a princess by wandering from one place to another, and feeling his different feelings tonight? The trail of sensations such as admiration and inspiration should lead him to the castle. In the future her arms surround him, and the scent of her is overflowing with excitement, and the feeling is so strong that he can recall it in the past.

Tim went out at once, and on the next morning, greeted the new day with everything. He felt an emotion that seemed to be optimistic.


Five. Time and Choice
He had been unable to understand what kind of action was driving him, nor could he comprehend what a strong force could carve out wrinkles in his connection. She had never really been close to him--but when he hugged her it was as if they were very close, and he whispered in her ear that words should only be shared with soul mates.

They knew the time had come before supper had finished. He could actually say, "I have to find the princess," but he doesn't have to. He gave her one last kiss, and then she took his bags and walked out the door.
Every night since then, she still loved him as before, as if he had been there to appease her and protect her. What a princess it is!

Six. Hesitate
Perhaps in the perfect world, the ring can really symbolize happiness. It stands for undying Fidelity: even if he never finds the princess, he will never give up looking. He still wears that ring all the time.

But the ring was so striking. It's like a beacon of light, giving people a way to slow down. Suspicion, distrust. Before Tim could speak, his interactions with others had failed.

Gradually, he learned to deal with others with care. He cooperated with their hesitation and found a way to move forward in their defenses. But it made him tired, and the effect was limited. It's not going to make him get what he needs.

Tim began to hide the ring in his pocket. But it's hard for him to endure. If you don't take out the ring for too long, part-time will suffocate him.


One.

The boy asked the girl to keep up with him, and then took her by the hand. He wanted to protect her, and they would go through this repressed castle, repel the smoke and the monsters that were born, and run to a free life.
The boy wants to protect the girl. His former hand, with her arms around her shoulder, made her feel safe, and was able to get closer to him when the expressionless crowd in Manhattan was always walking forward. He picked a path in the midst of a crowded crowd, and they turned towards the Kennedy Street subway station.
His arm was heavily draped over her shoulder and strangled her neck. "Your ridiculous demand is a burden to me!" "she said. Sometimes she will say: "You go the wrong way, unexpectedly still pull me to go with you!" "At another time, another place," she said, "Don't pull my arm anymore; you're hurting me!" ”

He took out the scales and the compass. He reasoned and summed up. He observed the falling apples and observed the movement of the metal spheres hanging over the thin lines. He wanted to find the princess, and he would never give up until he found out, because he was hungry. He cut the rats into chunks, examined their brains, and implanted the tungsten filament into the skull of a monkey that drank only water.
Ghostly general, she stood before him, just in his eyes. "I'm right here," she said, "I'm right here." I want to touch you. She asked, "Look at me!" "But he can't see her; he can only see the appearance of things."

He observed the falling apples and observed the movement of the metal spheres hanging over the thin lines. Through these clues, he was able to find the princess and see her face. After a night of wandering, he knelt down in a bunker in the desert, and he took the telescope and looked and waited.
That moment is eternity. Time is still, the space is compressed into a point, like the epoch-made general. He felt fortunate to have witnessed the moment of the birth of the world.
Not far away someone said: "Success." ”
The other man said, "We are all bastards." ”

Candy Store. Everything he wanted was on the other side of the glass window. The decoration of the store is colourful, and the scent that floats out of it makes him crazy. He tried to walk to the door of the shop, even if it was a little closer to the window, but he couldn't. She pulled him hard. Why is she holding him? How is he going to get rid of her? He thought of using violence.
Once upon a time of their daily walk, they had been here. She did not mind his screaming and crying, nor did he mind pulling her braids and stopping her. After all, he is too young to be sensible.
She picked him up and hugged him and said, "Baby, that's not good." He was shaking. She followed his gaze and saw the good things behind the glass window: chocolate bars and magnetic monopole, "big thousand comes from bits" and "moral calculus", and many more esoteric things. "Wait till you're older, baby," she whispered, letting him stand on the ground and take him home. "Wait till you grow up." ”
From that day on, every time they went out for a walk, she would certainly take him through the candy store.

He was not sure if he knew everything about it. He is likely to be more confused than in the past. But, in these moments of his earnest deliberation, something happened. These moments are very weighty in his heart, just like these stones. He knelt down, groped his nearest stone, stroked the surface with his hand, and found it very smooth, and a little cold.
He weighed the weight of the stone and found that he could lift the stone. He could put them together and build a base, a project, a castle.
To build a castle of the right size, he needs very many stones. What he has right now is a good start.



Who had seen the wind?
Neither you nor I.
But when the trees bow down their heads,
The wind was passing by.



The wind was passing by.
But when the trees bow down their heads,
Neither you nor I.
who had seen the wind?

Art becomes art because it can lead people's emotions, movies can be done, the game can also be done.

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