It's a long time, but it's also a short time.

Time wanders like a white cloud, one after another.

Whether it is black, red, green or white, they are all scattered, which makes people feel emotional, and also makes people miss from time to time, the most beautiful is memories, and the most unforgettable is personal experience.

Now, the sky is dark, and the clouds are falling, and as expected, the heart is disturbed by it.

It's just that I no longer feel in a trance, and I am no longer accompanied by ruthlessness, I have changed, I am better, but I am more sad: a sentence of hard work, I have spent all my innocent love and freedom, this is the real life, and it is the fate that people should bear.

Do you want to be sad? Or should we rejoice? I don't know, and I can't influence it, but it's a lie to let it be.

Sometimes, it is very close to luck, and sometimes, it is next to sadness, whether it is the helplessness of family affection or the heartache of love, or the lightness of friendship like thin water, it is a mirror image of the world that is reflected.

I want to go back to my childhood, to the past, to the origin, to the fate of yesterday.

It's just that the longer I live, the more realistic I become, and I understand that this is a utopian fantasy, there is no time in life, there is no NG, and life is only live.

Whether it's wrong, right, regretful, sad, or reluctant, or in love, there is no replay, only once, only one lesson.

"I Am the Emperor of Freedom" [Essay] 01: Time flows away like a white cloud is in the hand, please wait a moment,

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