My head hurts like it's going to explode.
Duan Mu opened his eyes in a daze, and the first thing he felt was that his throat was burning and his stomach was churning. He propped up half of his body, and before he could see his surroundings clearly, he vomited on the ground with a loud sound.
The sour smell made him cry.
"Fuck..."
He cursed and wiped his mouth. When his fingers touched his cheek, his whole body suddenly froze
The youthful spirit is the most pure and wild.
Some people walk across the world with their swords in hand, just to find a fireworks show in the world; some people lean on the railing and look at the mountains and rivers, hiding their unspoken concerns about their family and country. In the course of the years, they once wore bright clothes and angry horses, and also traveled through wind and rain. In the rivers and lakes and the mortal world, meeting and parting, they kept their sincerity and went on a long journey called growth.
Along the way, there are close friends walking together, there are entanglements, there are young people's thoughts that are as bright as stars, and there are also things in the world that are impermanent like mist. When thousands of sails have passed, and I look back on the journey, I realize that what the young man has swam through is not only thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, but also the blazing years and the unchanging original intention.
