If there is light in the world, can it illuminate me again? But in fact, you know that you can't see the stars when you look up in the mud, but you still hope for the glimmer of light like a moth flying into a flame. People are so ridiculous yet pitiful. I knelt down cowardly and prayed humbly. At your feet, I raised my head and it seemed that there was really a little light.
Purpose: Live for freedom rather than the eyes of others