Perhaps a person must travel a long path and experience countless sudden splendors and desolations in life before becoming mature. No matter what everyone else in the world says, I believe my own feelings are the only truth. No matter how others see it, I will never disrupt my own rhythm. What I like, I can naturally persist in; what I do not like, can never last long.
Sometimes we live so tiredly because we cannot let go of our 'face' to be human. Vanity inflates infinitely, obscuring our true selves, making it hard to distinguish between needs and desires. We treat others' gaze as the highest standard for our actions and their compliments as the greatest reward in life, completely lost in the maze of secularism. If you take off your face and keep it in your pocket, facing the world plainly, you will find that life is not actually so heavy.
Do not be disheartened. Life is like an electrocardiogram; a smooth, straight line only means you are dead.
Love is like poison, making one devoted to the death and suffering eternal consequences.