Half a Cigarette: Your Excellency, Please Listen to My Account of the Past.

The days and days of life are as small as the dust in the road, and it is difficult to imitate the skill of slaying a dragon. The wind blows through hundreds of forests, and thousands of birds are in thousands of mountains. An Neng can bend five fights, but a weak ambition is used to lighten the cold? Borrowing a cup to despise the five mountains, but pity the cold in the box. The strong will reaches the mountains, the sword shakes the clouds and rivers. /Emergency Line (Handwritten) Everyone has had a time when the clouds and smoke in the past have confused the eyes of the authorities. What onlookers call greed, obsession, and anger are just momentary impulses to me. There is a lot of disturbance, ups and downs. All prove that I am alive in this world - either happy or miserable. The Buddha said to put it down, but he never taught you to pick it up. He said that the four elements are empty, but he never told you the price of giving up everything. I voluntarily persist in my obsession, this is the trace of life: Struggle, seek, believe. Who is willing to live in an ancient well without ripples? It doesn't have to be dramatic, nor can it be unknown. I have a period of life that is full of ups and downs, but also has bits and pieces of happiness. And Your Excellency, do you have the same? Please don't be too noisy and allow me to speak quickly so that everyone can hear it.