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Life is like flowing in an invisible river. Although you are in the river, you don't know where it flows. The riverside that wants to escape but cannot fight against fate is like thousands of visible rivers in the world. Some rivers come from the top of the mountain, some come from swamps, and some come from the ground. They seem to be born free, but they are not. The big rivers named destiny have already drawn their own footprints on the map, whether flowing into grassland or forest, flowing into Gobi or desert. Submerged in the yellow sand, seeping into the soil, or splashing across the mountains. Even the river that leads to the sea has evaporated countless times and flowed into its tributaries. All the destinations of the sea are just that some come early and some come late, some come along the way, and some are caused by clouds. The sea is free. The most indispensable thing here is time. It is difficult to get ashore. The fate of the river will no longer be wrapped around you. I became a confused fish, and I watched... Some landed ashore, some turned into an Iceland, and some turned into fishing boats on the sea.