The person I met today may be separated by mountains and seas tomorrow, and once I turn around, I will say goodbye forever. What happened yesterday has become a story today, and when you look back, it's like clouds and smoke. The laughter and abuse on our lips, the sadness and happiness on our eyebrows, are just fleeting mists bestowed upon us by the time at our fingertips. When the wind blows, it dissipates. Life is fleeting, gathering and dispersing is impermanent. There is no eternal beauty in this world, only the beauty of living in the present.