I once could see the light, but someone told me: close your eyes and don't let anyone know that you can see the light;
I once believed that light would eventually defeat darkness, but he pressed my head and asked me to surrender to darkness, and asked me to respect darkness as light. I said: That is not light, but he told me: That is the light that you should surrender to, and it is your belief in this life;
I tried my best to search for the light. I thought I saw the light, but he insisted on using the light as an excuse to gouge out my eyes. He told me: That is not light;
I once deceived myself for the sake of light, and darkness was my pursuit, but only I knew that this kind of deception could not deceive my heart, so I pretended to deceive myself. I went to the darkness and told him that I surrendered to the darkness, but he did not believe it. He kicked me into the abyss and said to me: You don't know what is good and what is good.
I once had the most beautiful light in the world, but he took away my light bit by bit, and even said to me: That is for your own good.
Finally, I saw the light, the light that was covered with bruises...
Intention: bright