Throughout time, he has been my light. It illuminates my world, captures my city, and lives in my heart. So I look forward to walking with the light and working hard to catch up with the mark of the light. I don't know if it's because my steps are too small and slow, or because he doesn't want to wait for my world to become dark again. If I have never seen light, I do not know what darkness is; if I have never felt warmth, I do not know what cold is. Possession and loss are probably like trees growing and flowers falling. I am not afraid that thousands of people will block me from coming to your world. In the end, everything will be nothing. Every day for the rest of my life, I am looking forward to the fact that we can love as thoroughly and without hesitation as we did before.