Isn't a person's life an endless pursuit and wandering?
Walking aimlessly, so-called life, is not the most primitive nature of human beings. It is like a beast hidden in the mountains, constantly walking just to find food.
There is actually no essential difference between a good life and a bad life. Just like the old man guarding the gate I met when I went out, he had lived his whole life and settled down in this dirty tube building. A person's life is not only a short eighty years, maybe some people can reach ninety or a hundred years old, but sometimes I think about it, if it is really like that, isn't it too long?
If only I could see you sitting next to me at that time.
Our emotions are complicated and melancholy.
That feeling of worrying about gains and losses, I hope my wandering journey will not be so long...
But who can change it?
This is how the world slowly moves according to his stubborn and prejudiced laws.
Even if it is dark and dirty, we must learn to adapt.
Even if that might cost you.
Are you still willing to wait?
If possible, I hope to spend half my life writing for you the story of my wanderings.
Leave the most precious and clean memories ever.
Let them live in this dirty world,
Breaking out of the ground, it grew into a giant tree...