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Copywriting: When I was a child, my mother once told me that the meaning of my name was 'Lake of the Moon'. In Xiluo, where the moon is worshiped as a god, almost all newborns are given the prefix name 'Amor', which means the moon. The suffix name was obtained through divination from the current female priest. Moon Lake is such a common and casual name compared to Dawn, Eternal Day, and Elegy. At that time, although there was some dissatisfaction in my heart. However, I know this is my destiny. Destiny is like an unknown river. Wherever it takes me, I will keep walking along it. No hesitation, no resistance, no pause. It wasn't until later that I discovered that the true meaning of my name was 'Tide of the Moon'. A name that foretells the rare smoothness of my life: where there is light there is darkness, where there is peace there is ups and downs, where there are highs there are lows, and where there is truth there is delusion. There is the misty fluorescent light and the rough undercurrent, the undercurrent of fate and the world of time. Although the omen is not good, I like this name very much. It makes my life extremely winding and long-lasting. When I was a child, looking up at the night sky, I often thought the moon was something incredible. So bright, so gentle, so elegant, so selfless. The moon cannot be contained in human words, and I always feel that words are lacking in praising it. Not to mention later, when I discovered that such a wonderful incarnation was actually a huge celestial body that I had read in an astronomy magazine. It is barren and desolate. Even though he was already bruised and bruised, he still tried his best to give warmth and light. Even if it is never given, just by itself, it can reflect the sky forever. Climb over the rolling mountains, cross the barren land, flow through the ups and downs of the creek, and brush through the endless grassland. Is there a noble and strong person like the moon in this world? I think it probably doesn't exist, so it can become a god. Summary of content: The story of the undressed Shi Yin who went to school, studied for a PhD, and finally became a university teacher. Intention: Hope is not important. What is important is knowing what you are doing and being willing to stick to it.