I want to go to a beach and watch the sunrise, the coconut trees, the sunset, and the bustling people coming and going. Life really still longs for poetry and distance. Even if my pocket is empty, even if reality is extremely heavy, I still want the energy to transcend myself, the courage to act immediately, the determination to no longer worry, and no longer look forward and backward. Such a decisive and joyful killing, time seems to have an extraordinary meaning. Even if I can't see the romantic aurora and the stars, at least I still have the opportunity to see the blue sea and the golden beach, even though there may be indifference, selfishness, numbness and ruthlessness there.