In this world, it may not be easy for everyone to live, we have flesh and blood, we will be sad, we will be lonely, we will be lonely, but there is always one thing worth being strong.

There is blood, sweat, and endless stories in youth.

Dreams have been chased, lost, and can be regarded as small successes.

A lot of times I think that I don't seem to lack anything in my life, but when I think about it, it seems that something important is missing.

I once wanted to escape the hustle and bustle and live in the text, but in the outside world, I always have to open my eyes to see and listen to it.

After all, I'm only here once, right?

It's mundane, but it doesn't dissolve in mundane dust.

How?

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