Wang Xiaobo said, why did Hamilton, who was blind, still sit in the dark and write sonnets? That's called "self".
He said, "I never hope that one day I will feel at ease and feel that everything is stable. I hope that it will never be silent. No matter what suffering it brings me, I hope that it will always sizzle and churn endlessly, just like a drop of sugar on hot coals."
Purpose: Chasing the dream of performing arts!
