A poem from a friend:
And two other posts:
Everything is the will of Heaven
7 million Hong Kongers weren’t allowed to wear breathing masks; as a result, 1.4 billion people put them on
1.4 billion people weren’t allowed to celebrate Christmas; as a result, 1.4 billion people couldn’t celebrate the Spring Festival
You closed Wuhan; as a result the world has closed China
8 people weren’t allowed to speak; as a result the entire country is speaking for them
In extraordinary times, sentient beings care, they share a purpose–to take care of each other. Even if I look around tonight and cannot see my hometown, nevertheless people still carry the lanterns that light our way.
So I look forward to that day, when we will walk these streets together, lovers will be together, meteors fill the sky, falling into our beds. And there will always be a day, when we will raise our lanterns and move through the chaos of the world, meeting again where the lanterns light the darkness.