Fist and Palm

Friendship and Love

When the tighter you hold it, you will be afraid of losing it
Not dare to accept the lost.

When the free you have it, you will know it never left
Dare to accept the changes between them.


For a bird,

When you hold it tight, you will think of you are having it,
In fact, it is struggling within your fist.
Longing for the leave

When you open up your hand, feels like losing it,
In fact, you have the whole piece of sky
the birds who are flying freely.