To Live

"I had two dreams..." "I dreamed that at sunset, the red fire clouds that filled half the sky looked like a painting... In the painting, the charming sunset connects with the sea and sky, outlining the splendor and softness of the evening. In the painting, scattered stars are connected with the faint moonlight, exaggerating the freshness and charm of the sky. In the painting, the fluttering clouds are connected with the gloomy mist, expressing the darkness and humanity of the end of the world. "I dreamed of myself in my old age, stooped and in ragged clothes, walking on a muddy road to hell. The sins of a life, frame by frame, reveal the surliness of youth; the arrogance of youth; the absurdity of middle age; like a thorn, Like an ice pick; it cuts through time, and the blood is swollen; the journey of life is condensed into dust, and the wind blows it away..." This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.