“The  Silence of the Distant”    She stands amid the winds of time, her garments brushing lightly, echoing  the lingering grace of Wu Dai Dang Feng and the fluid elegance of Cao Yi Chu  Shui. Ancient echoes flow, as if the breaths of a thousand years ago still  resonate. She listens silently to the shared emptiness within the hearts of  both the ancients and the present. The distance is not measured by space, but  by the echo of the heart—a fleeting moment where past and present gaze upon  one another. In this silence, the clamor of the ages gradually fades, leaving  only the whispers of the soul, slowly awakening in the wind.