When you were young, you drank and buried the wind, talked about the vastness of the world, the love between children, and fame and fortune. The world is unpredictable, whether you are rich or poor. The distinction between good and evil is everywhere, and the world is full of conflicts. "Since you have raised your glass, how can I not accompany you?"
Life has to be a little more romantic, and we need sunshine in the snow.
A rigid blade can't compare to a graceful sword. Gallop when pleased, spur on when not.
Daydreams are worth our immersion.
In the rising and setting of the sun and moon, let us love again in this world. [Shy]