Every time I think of you, a grain of sand falls from the sky, thus forming the Sahara. Disappointment with friends often stems from their words and actions failing to meet one's expectations. But I believe friends cannot be demanded of, not even a little, because we have no right to. Actually, living is truly a beautiful thing, not because of the beauty or grandeur of the scenery, but because of who we meet, how we are warmed, and then the hope that one day we too can become a little sun, warming others. The sun hasn't completely set, but the moon has already risen high, and the evening breeze stirs the desolate wilderness, the air carrying the unique scent of summer earth and evaporating withered grass. Here, the solemnity of the mountains, the beauty of the grasslands, and the tranquility of the earth are presented so harmoniously. In this world, cultured people often fail to gain respect in societies where others lack similar refinement. A tyrannical person, on t...