Life has no roots, floating like dust on the road. He has a strong ambition to travel all over the world, and his thoughts are far away.
Yesterday some friends I just met told me some very realistic and serious things. Suddenly I felt that my dream had wings and would fly away from me in no time. Where will a life without roots drift to?
After being negative for a while, I cheered up again. I was originally a fish in the sea. The old ocean was familiar to me, and a group of relatives and friends acted as my guides and formed a barrier to protect me. But I, this fish, was restless and swam into another sea. I lost a large part of my support in a strange environment, couldn't tell my direction, and seemed to be in many dangers. But I believe that I will become a strong fish, and the time to test me has just arrived. No matter how big the wind and waves are, they are nothing but water. I am a fish living in the water, so why should I be afraid of the wind and waves? ! ! Although I am swimming aimlessly now, I will swim forward with all my strength until I find my own future.