奔跑，继续奔跑，直到世界为你让路。

原文英文

We are constantly driven toward the distance by so-called ideals and futures, yet how many of us are willing to stay grounded and work hard in the present? I must admit that I was once someone who shouted about ideals but never truly labored to achieve them. When failure struck, I would lament that "ideals are too full while reality is too thin," shedding meaningless tears, or I would self-deprecate, calling myself "ambitious but impractical." However, I never once admitted the truth: that I simply wasn't hard-working enough. I was always running, but it was merely a physical race; the conviction in my heart had long since vanished without me even realizing it. A run that has lost its original purpose has long since lost its meaning.

Success once seemed so close, yet it remained out of reach. At that moment, I was complaining, while he remained expressionless, working silently as he always did. I lost heart, feeling that I had done my best, yet he continued to toil away. When the results were finally announced, he had succeeded. No one could believe their eyes, and many felt a sense of injustice, but he had truly become a "dark horse"—one capable of galloping across vast distances.

Looking back, we are all potential thoroughbreds, yet we often lack the willingness to put in extraordinary effort. We surrender too easily and lack the ambition to gallop freely. In reality, we are meant to be dark horses of time; only by galloping and running through the passage of time can we reap the fruits of success.

We may not have brilliant halos or beautiful faces, but we can choose to be the dark horses of time. Run, keep running, and keep running, until the world makes way for you.