The rituals and music collapsed and the world was in chaos, wars broke out one after another, and there was chaos. The emperor's relatives used their fiefdoms to establish themselves as kings, recruit talents, and use yin and yang tactics to do everything. The scholars each followed their own way and traveled across the nine states to find a way out. This seemingly peaceful land hides so many ulterior and cruel secrets, and how many people are seeking their final destination in this world where peace is hard to come by. It turns out that living a peaceful and stable life has always been impossible.
In fact, it is not difficult to lose everything. It does not mean that you have to be forced to the end to truly feel that you have nothing. It is to understand that the people and things you trust around you will all turn into lies at some point. With my back against the green mountains, I clearly understand that people live alone after all, but when fate strips the cocoon and makes everyone leave me, whether they love me, hate me, protect me, or abandon me, even a small wavering in one person's eyes makes me feel unparalleled loneliness and sadness.
It's actually not that hard to get everything. Know how to grovel before the strong, know how to climb up on the bones of others, see through deception, learn how to deceive, deeply understand loneliness, and never give your heart to others as a gift or exchange. Maybe this is what growing up has brought to me, and what I have been suffering from all my life. I use my mask to survive in the world, but I long for the tenderness of the world.
In fact, what I want is very simple, someone who can love me and protect me, and let me give up my heart without any regrets in my life. I lost and gained, gained and lost again. If God favors me and allows me to hold his hand, even if it is riddled with wounds, I hope to stay side by side like this until the end.