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I sang this song with a little fear in my heart. I didn't know what the result would be, but I knew I was going to do it. I want to resist those forces that bully others and those ignorances that the New Culture Movement has been unable to cure for nearly a hundred years. But I suddenly thought, what am I? I can't even defeat my own negative personality. I recalled that I used to use tobacco and alcohol to numb myself. I was criticized by the school for piling up bottles of wine on my desk. Drinking thousands of glasses of wine also made me unable to let go of old and new grudges. I don't know when I will wake up one day. I don't want to recall the past, about the love I had in high school, about myself not persisting in my dreams, and not being consistent. But I can't let go of the past years. I always feel that they were the best moments in my life, but I can never go back. I know that my success and fame will not be in the past, but in the future, but I dare not imagine what my future will be like. "The gray track is full of water shadows in the abyss," I sang. It seems like what people say, I beat a good deck of cards to pieces. Just like the taxi driver said, I regarded reckless recklessness as bravery, but when I should be brave, I stagnated and chose to escape. I may be sorry to many people, friends, relatives and parents who have expectations for me, but what I am most sorry for is that I could have become a better version of myself. Since I came to this school, it seems that the road ahead is all gray. I have chosen something that I am not good at. The road ahead always seems to be endless. I only know that I am "carrying a lot of hardship, regret and sigh". Who can shed tears for me? The ridicule from the surroundings, the aging of the parents, the tacit promises not to be mentioned, the wasted youth, the betrayed love, the broken friendship, the brothers who have left. I don't know why I remember so much...