Long Fei glanced at the Little Kirin, who was acting like a little adult, crossing its legs with a proud, detached demeanor.
Long Fei laughed and asked him, "Leaving this world, can you bear to leave your grandpa and grandma?"
The Little Kirin continued its act, "Watching flowers bloom and fall in the courtyard with equanimity, observing clouds rising and dispersing in the sky with indifference. The arising and fading of connections, flowers blooming and withering, are like the ebb and flow of tides, nothing more than four words."
Long Fei listened to the little guy and found it quite reasonable, chuckling as he asked, "Which four words?"
"See through, let go!"
The Little Kirin said those four words quite profoundly, truly like an otherworldly sage who has seen through worldly affairs.
Long Fei carefully contemplated these four words, "See through, let go!"
