The handsome little fairy attacks the scholar who loves to play with swords ()
"You prefer the noise in this world."
"Because I met you here."
When you first entered the world, you held a sword in the world. There is always an unquenchable rush of blood that makes you feel like a pine tree and stand tall on the ground. I want to support the weak, I want to kill someone in ten steps, I believe that justice is clear and justice will always be there.
But on the road of walking alone, people keep using experience and advice to dampen your pride.
Gradually, some people point to the white money and tell you that this is justice; some people bow their heads and are willing to suffer, telling you that this is reality... Not everything in the world can be solved by "reporting to the official", and not everyone is willing to give up the current humiliation and leave... Your sword intention and charlatanism have only become incompatible "ignorance of the sufferings of the people."
It's hard to judge things in this world. It turns out that there is no black and white rule. You cannot say that a person who bows to power is cowardly, nor can you say that a person who helps others is kind.
In the eyes of young people, rivers and lakes are pure ink paintings, dyed with black and white. But after a long time, they realize that worldly affairs, human relationships, fame and fortune are just water. When the black and white brushstrokes are blended, a huge, gray rivers and lakes between heaven and earth are printed.
"This is called reality."
"I don't believe it. Is reality just about bowing your head?"
"I don't believe it either."
Intention: Life is sea-sea