On the relationship between life and composition

Outside the window, it is drizzling, and the disappointed heart lingers under the gloomy sky in August. Ten years of cold window, wake up, things have changed. I asked myself: Did I really fail? Why do you want to do it for me? Yes, I am not outstanding in appearance, but I dare to face it. Without the capital compared with my peers, I have more time to observe the world around me; Without material satisfaction, I have been intoxicated by the desert sand in the western regions in another way, lingering in the apricot blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River in March. Poverty is not the root of inferiority, but the emptiness of the soul and the waste of youth are the real sadness. Yes, I am not outstanding in the vast sea of people, but I have been working hard. Dreams are drunk and hearts are alive. As long as my heart is still alive, there will be a continuation and reunion of dreams. I have no extraordinary talent on the way to the top of the pyramid. I am willing to be a slow snail, without the stalwart of green hills; I have an open plain, less waves and more beautiful streams. I've worked hard in my offensive way, and I don't care about the final harvest. Yes, although no one is looking at me now, I am always full of passion. I once sailed to Qian Shan in my dream, but the reality is always helpless, but all this can't extinguish the upward flame in my heart. Just the darkness before dawn, the wind and waves near the other shore. I believe that heaven rewards diligence, where there is a will, there is a way. Yes, in the eyes of others, I am an insignificant existence, but in my heart, the world is more wonderful because of me. I am obsessed with the freedom of birds in the sky and the beauty of their existence, and since then one more person understands. I'm crazy about the Qian Fan race at sea, and the helmsman holding the sail has more cheers. Therefore, we understand that there is no eternal success in this world, only absolute failure. I only do it for myself because I exist. As long as I exist, everything can be changed, and as long as I exist, everything can be created. Now, without applause, I applaud myself. In my mind, I am an unbeaten scenery and can control my own pace. The scenery here is unique, and everything has yet to be completed today.