If I had one superpower, I would have chosen [Spend the days like the moon] - living like a year seems to me to be too greedy, just spend the days like the moon, the earth rotates for a week, the world has passed for a day, and I have experienced a month. Of course, the longevity and the aging rate of the body are still based on the actual operation of the normal world.

If I could live like the moon, I would have to live a different life every month. There are 30 days in a month, and I live 30 days a day, which is 30 * 30 = 900 a month, and I can live for more than two years in total. Then I have to learn to fly an airplane in a month (900 days), and if I can't become a pilot, I can repair an airplane. A year (30 years) was spent writing at home, and a month (900 days) begging for food – bah, wandering – and of course, I had to learn some karate, taekwondo, and other kung fu before I went wandering. After a month (900 days) to straighten out English, after which I can cross one language and see another corner of the world, I can go to a scientific research ship like the recording of "Blue Planet" to translate for people: I feel that the underwater world, especially the world of undersea volcanoes, has too many beautiful scenery and creatures, but diving is too dangerous, and I am a little afraid of death, so I should just watch from the ship. After another month (900 days) of practicing calligraphy, my words have been wasted, and I can't cover most of the disappearing bones with a 1.0 pen. One month as an advertising man, and another three months as a storyteller – the kind that specializes in telling stories to people. For another three months, I went to work on a master's film crew and worked as a director's assistant, the kind that was responsible for writing scripts, revising scripts, and training superb editing skills by the way. If you can, take another three months (more than seven years) to get special agent training, train yourself to be particularly good at fighting, the kind that slays the whole field, and then spend another month going to a particularly chaotic area where there is no rule of law. Well, for now.

If it weren't for the cruelty of the real world, and before I even reacted, someone was rampantly stripping me of time in chunks and chunks of time, and I wouldn't have thought that way - and I felt like I was in a cage where I could walk freely but not freely to walk outside the cage.

This may be the reason why wise people regard freedom under the rules as true freedom.

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In fact, for people who have a preference for recording, there is nothing they have experienced in vain - they are always so stingy in recording every detail that touches them in their minds and hearts. Because of the record, there are traces, and because there are traces, traces replace memories and become experiences that can be read at any time.

Good night.