Authors: Yin Fu, Fang Ming recited.
Farewell, my dearest brother, your letter contributed to my determination. I hate that I can't hold the last hand and step into the future independently.
Twenty years of brotherly love and pity, twenty years of protection and nurturing, please take it back in this last tear as a nightmare.
I appreciate your sincere teaching and admire your sacrifice, but this can't stop me from saying goodbye to you. I can't help but change sides.
On your side, yo, brother, you have plenty of comfort, achievements, fame, the glory of princes, or high hats made of thin paper.
As long as I promise to say "I'll go in and listen to instructions", I can easily handle everything from names to paper hats.
But your brother is hungry now. Hungry is eternal truth, not honor, not construction, just looking forward to paying tribute to the kingdom of truth.
As a result, the mechanical wailing disturbed his dream, and the cries of the working people shocked his heart. Therefore, he was sad day and night and wanted to be a Promethean monk and steal light for the world.
Truth and anger made him strong, and he was no longer afraid of the roar of the Emperor of Heaven. He will sacrifice his life, not to mention the top hat wrapped in paper.
This is your brother's future, full of dangerous cliffs and thorns, some black death, some white bones, some frozen hail and snow.
But he is determined to take a step forward, the great light of truth shines under the horizon, the horror of death recedes easily, and the fiery heart will melt the ice and snow.
Bye, brother. Bye. After that, we went our separate ways. The chance to see you again is when we are at war with your class.