When people are born in heaven and earth, they first grow, run, make decisions, achieve or fail, but in the end they have to complete a self-destination, return to freedom, rebirth, detachment, and finally inevitably return to death, which is called my return.
When I was young in my prime, there were broken huts in the mountains. One was inside the door, the other was outside the door. I smiled and smiled. I wonder who disturbed whose heart first?
In the future, the world will be filled with ice and snow, so many beauties will suffer fate, and young men will die. Who else will stand side by side?
As spring passes and autumn comes, looking back at where we came from is just a sigh, a drunken moment, a drop of tear, and a long smile.
Purpose: If you are in a difficult situation, it is better to take a step forward