All living beings are suffering, who will save me? (These days are so difficult)
The young man is affectionate but has troubles to express - Xingyu (Shou) is mute;
Even though love and hate are separated, one thought remains—the mother's indifference, the brother's hostility, the adoptive mother's tenderness;
I can't help but lament the wasted time - the fault of my friends, the betrayal of my first love, the lies of my current employer...
He just said: The sea of suffering is boundless, why bother? It's better to go back if you spread it tomorrow.
Ps: Life is hard, and I set off again with my broken oar.
Intention: Live, no one will be buried in the loess.