This road was lonely, lonely and helpless at first, because I was about to set foot on a deep forest that had never been opened up. I don't know if I can persist, if there are any teammates in front, and if I want to be so lonely all my life.
But slowly, we found that we all fell in love with this kind of loneliness, and we were no longer afraid of whether we would rely on it in the future, because we believed that we would stick to it and not let ourselves have any reason to retreat. But when we are desperate, we find a group of souls like us ahead; They are not afraid of the wind, the sun or the storm. As long as they can spare some time between their lives, they can travel day and night.
One kilometer, five kilometers, ten kilometers, fifteen kilometers, twenty kilometers, forty kilometers, fifty kilometers, one hundred kilometers, you may be afraid to see these numbers. What I see is not only numbers, but also their steps, their breathing, their hunger and even their helplessness. But there will be moments when they are happy. That moment, it is the time to rush into the starting point and rush out of the finish line. Even thinking about where to challenge next time, this is a life with only a starting point and no end.