As we grow, we have more things to consider, and many words and actions are weighed before being expressed. We are no longer the innocent, sincere-eyed youth. Those once beautiful people can only be cherished in memory, for they too have changed.
There are too many ordinary people, countless busy and helpless figures. Regardless of your profession, as long as you possess a heart that is uncalculating, unconfrontational, and a deep-seated dream, we are all ordinary people.
The path ahead must be walked by yourself; no one, no matter how good to you, can walk it for you. When tired, give yourself a break, stop thinking, pause everything. Before tears fall, lift your gaze to the sky and hold back your tears—it's not a big deal.
I am a ghost of the distant place that never appeared, unable to accompany you from sunrise to rest, but I trust myself. Even in silence, one day I will bring beauty like a fleeting bloom, full of carefree joy.
I smile at everyone, appearing happy, yet when alone, I feel both free and lonely.
I only hope you can live better, even if just a little better than before. I have done my best, I cannot save you, but I hope you can learn to save yourself while still young.
No holidays, no personal time, no time to accompany family. Owning a house and a car, being able to buy the clothes and shoes you want—just as you dreamed as a child, everything you desired is attainable. Yet I am not happy. Only now do I realize that my true dream was the innocence and freedom of childhood.