I decided to start writing this story anyway.
This is a story about chasing light. Maybe it is not as passionate and brave as a moth flying into a flame, but I hope it is as quiet and timeless as the stars at night, and can bring even a hint of warmth to everyone walking on the road.
You know, everyone is extraordinary as long as they have dreams. Even if it is as low as dust, it can still bloom the most brilliant flowers.
I hope you can run forward bravely and chase your light. Keep your passion for a long time and never let it down.
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