Urgent solution: What is written in The Wandering Sun?

The road is getting clearer and clearer. When I look at the distance with more firm eyes, the little vague footprints behind me gradually become meaningful. When I turned the childish and lovely but passionate pride of young people into noble dignity in this world, I was surprised to find that. I looked at them with emotion, and my eyes made the word "wandering" alive. Because, I am an actor, in the eyes of actors, anything lifeless and meaningless is incredibly full of vitality.

Time is slipping away, because I deeply feel the life, and my eyes are beginning to get wet. I have reached the age when I can control my feelings with reason. My passion grows up slowly and I am as thoughtful as an old man who has read all the vicissitudes of life. However, the long and distant road is not over yet. How did I get here?

Wandering sun, everything will be guaranteed in action, and the blood and sweat paid and the dignity won will make life proud to be independent without shame. Being alive is a hundred times better than being alive. What a tall and straight mountain peak, what a profound life. Fully accept loneliness, fully enjoy loneliness and fully show loneliness. Because of the distance, the once young and arrogant heart is calm as the wind. What is the honor? What is the curse? What is the power, money, status and woman that countless people dream of?

Naked human nature will only show its rationality when it is attacked, and happiness is the dignity it enjoys when it experiences its importance in the curse.

The dignity of the sun is unique, and human dignity is to enjoy life and create life while enjoying life. The dignity of poetry, what are you? Is it burning? Or the destruction after passion, or the rebirth after a hundred years!

I can't answer. I just like to wander around and be comfortable everywhere. It's just that I'm not alone The light in my heart is enough to shine on my tiny life, just like the strong sunlight shines on the depths of the earth.

The wanderer's home is the peace of mind, and a piece of sunshine finds the dignity of the sun. For this dignity, I love you, a poetic life.