2016.12.15 lonely geese fly alone, singing pity and circling silently. From a distance, I look at the stream, from a distance, I look at the grass.

"The lone goose flies alone, lamenting, hesitating and flapping its wings, hovering silently." From a distance, a companion stands by the stream, but from a distance, it is a piece of grass. A lonely goose let out a pitiful cry in the air, silently circled in search of a companion, and saw her companion standing by the stream in the distance, but when she flew near, it turned out to be only a few clumps of hay. This is the catharsis of someone's desire to work with * * *.