On the other side of the sea, there was a mountain, and there was a man on the top of the mountain, his eyes were very cold, as if he were hiding an unknowable danger, and his thin body exuded the pride of heaven and earth.

At this moment, his eyes were on another person on the shore, a person walking slowly on the shore, a man walking alone. A handsome man, wearing ordinary glasses, his eyes are so clear, when he looks carefully, his eyes are as faint as a fire, a touch of pale blue fire, a deep soul eye that breaks through the sky.

The man on the shore walked, humming as he walked, "I know that the long dream of the road, I wake up as soon as I dream, maybe I will never wake up, I can't come, it's the same with you or not, there is no heaven on earth, the happiness of the beautiful Lu is just a gloomy day, la-la-la!"

When the people at the top of the mountain heard the song he hummed, they frowned, and the roar of the vibration rose in their hearts, and a figure appeared in the mighty waves, and that figure was the deepest demon in his heart, and the figure looked coldly at the endless nothingness, and the author of this book stood on the side of the road in a section of Neihu Road, a sad face could not be hidden, and he lived in the real world of nothingness.

"Woo woo woo woo ......." The world is like a tune of retribution, and the people on the mountain realize a strong "helpless avenue", and he tries to expropriate this helpless avenue.

After a few hours, he pondered how to describe the feeling of helplessness, licked his tongue, sweet and thick bitterness, what does all life mean?

If I can find this blank, then write all this, if I can find a truly helpless voice, I would say that reading them and crying, the reader whispers softly and screams in the bow, the past slips away quietly, the future is shelved in the future, there is nothing, only a hollowed-out life, the heart is dead.

On Sunday, at the 2014 World Football Championship, Brazil lost 3-0 to the Netherlands. The author pondered bitterly, "I thought that I would give way to the landlord country, but no, the thinking of the East and the West is different" The cruel capitalist world, the price of freedom and wanton selfishness, are interlinked.

The entangled knowledge is like a bloody lonely sea, and the thorny university asks questions, and the painful author wears out a consciousness, mistakenly thinking that it is enough to predict the trajectory of fate?

Is it enough to distinguish the avenue? to see failure in happiness? to be able to distinguish between the power of meaning and truth? to see a pure smile? do you think you can do it with a light relaxation?

Have you never been heroic? Have you withered? Have you forgotten to have a heart with a cool breeze? Have you given up on being a man who fights for life, willing to be a puppet in the cage of life?

Have you already fallen into the endless abyss? (To be continued......