At first I was so panicked and struggling to find a way to survive. Then I became arrogant and always thought that I was the little iron nail in front of the wheel of destiny, which could make it turn or stop. Then I realized that I was just a small fish that jumped out of the river of destiny by chance, and I could only see myself clearly for a short time. The direction of progress, and then being carried by the river to the place where it should flow without being able to do anything, I was numb, I was indifferent, I let fate determine the direction of my future, cry when I should cry, laugh when I should laugh, and leave without any regret when I should leave. Only this is the real direction I should go.
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