This is probably a story about a protagonist trying his best to survive in troubled times.
Zhang Qinghe:
There will always be something in this world that attracts your intentions and ambitions, making you unwilling to torture yourself and still enjoy it. We are all flames like tiny stars. Some of us fell into the mire pool, some of us hid in the reeds, and some of us splashed into the vast forest only to be crushed by wild beasts.
Since we came to this world, we have no intention of surviving.
On the road ahead, there are biting cold winds covered with bright sunshine, wild wolves singing lullabies and drooling, and an endless wilderness filled with the fragrance of flowers and buried corpses.
I hope you are a star flame. Even if it is extinguished, you are still willing to endure the pain and use your own broken bones to grind out the glimmer of light again. We are all star flames, and one day we will all burst out with power and burn the wilderness.