Does the liberation of the heart mean the perfection of life? Can the liberation of thought explain the sublimation of life?
I don't know what kind of person I am. He is self-righteous and brave, but he will inadvertently reveal timidity. He is self-righteous and strong, but he is so vulnerable in the face of setbacks. You are self-righteous and smart, but you are often trapped in the cocoon you weave. I once told myself that I would never regret it, but I was always stuck in the mire of endless regret.
What will I do when I have a chance to start over?