If I can have a good harvest in the future，
What am I to do in the future ?
Who's doing the best for what they love?
Who is struggling in pain and confusion?
Who's swearing off to someone?
You, my dear friend, weep at night.
You said that God let me suffer alone, give the good to others, leave the bad to yourself.
When you hear the wind, when you see the sun, does anyone else do the same?
You always pay, do not care what you get, but you are not a spring source, you have own time to dry up as well .
Tomorrow， the sun is still rising, but you are not who you were yesterday, everything is updated, self-confidence makes you climb higher.
There is little we can do in the end.
What we expect is greatness and infinity. However ,we can do nothing ,but pray in many inaccessible places.
We all feel great or small when we see the light of the sun, appreciate the whiteness of the moon, and yearn for the distant stars.
Decades later, we are old, wrinkles are the sign of time, dreams still old and lifeless, but the majesty of the sun, for thousands of years has not changed .
So when man think, God laughs, because he thinks he is wise, and the noble man is ignorant and despicable.
Beautiful songs can be sung to distant places and the stream of sendless time, our children singing the songs of our childhood, as in the return of time, imagine the ancient time.
We have only imagination and songs, complex formulas and paintings that have not yet begun.
Earlier, I wanted to know, where am I going? Do you want to go further or stay where you are?
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