When I was young, I felt that life was beautiful and there were many ways to go.
The difficulties encountered are nothing. I feel that there are many directions to choose from. I am curious and dream of finding my beloved.
Walking on the road of life, I still look forward to love, but I gradually feel confused.
I can't find my own direction in life and feel that the road ahead is boundless.
Looking back, I was happy when I was a teenager.
Now the road is getting harder and harder, as if you can't see the sunshine of life and get the expected love.
Is there a happy direction for wandering?
Life is like a play, a dream and a dew. I would rather die drunk in my dream than wake up and be confused.