All I think about are stars, but in the end the stars are just hanging on the horizon, out of reach. I once struggled to pursue the stars I hoped for, but I still couldn't reach them. Maybe I wasn't tall enough, or maybe it was too far away, so far that I could only look at it from a distance. I was once very close to it, so close that I thought I could catch it as long as I stretched out my hand. But every time I tried to stand higher, it seemed to be further away from me, until one day it completely disappeared. Only later did I understand that the reason stars are stars is because they can only be people's thoughts after all.
Intention: Everyone has an unexplainable star in their heart. They strive to catch up with it, but most people end up failing due to various reasons.