I like to be alone, leaning against the window and watching the flowers and water in front of the garden, watching the ray of sunshine fill the whole room, the grass is green, and the veins of green are warm; Writing, drawing, doodling, just one afternoon like this can make the time quiet, the solitary and clear in the quiet, proud and independent like a lotus, clean and quiet; so I put a copy The mind is folded, the footsteps of exiles are exiled, the quiet words become poems, and the meanin...