Those wild horses still run through the misty mountains, even though we will never watch them together again. Those lotuses still bloom in the marsh, even though we will never walk beside them together again. That house is still blue, even though we will never live in it together again. Those ducks still chase each other at sunrise, even though we will never feed them together again. You are no longer here, and one day I won’t be either. But life goes on , just as you always told me.