Backache, leg cramps, two days of rest, some emotions that can't be blown away by the wind, beaten by rain, or beaten by the sun, but it's a bit pretentious to be tired. What kind of rest of life do I want to have that is worthy of this half-life of wandering? My own affairs are

I have soreness in my back and leg cramps. I rested for two days. Some of my emotions cannot be blown away by the wind, beaten by rain, or beaten by the sun. I am just tired and a bit pretentious. What kind of rest of life do I want to have that is worthy of this half-life of wandering?

My own affairs are light and calm. The stories in the book have ups and downs, bringing out the tears hidden in the depths of fate. My eyes are swollen like balls. No one messes with me. There is nothing to bother me. There are no external objects to disturb me. It is completely It's the people in the book who are so bad.

The pretentiousness of such an old age was caught off guard and the waves were turbulent, and then I realized that I should go to the top of the mountain and scream "I don't need anyone to accompany me, I only need myself to be strong enough", yes, strong, so strong that it is indestructible, and I can do whatever I want, Without desires or requirements, a person should walk around and drift around the world to see the broader world, mountains and rivers, exotic customs, and various customs.

I don’t want to be harvested by the years in obscurity, hiding in the corner, shivering with mold and growing mushrooms all over my body.

One day, I want to be alone, riding a horse, and walking a long way, with flowers in spring and moon in autumn, cool breeze in summer and snow in winter. Don't worry about other things, it's a good time in the world.

One day, I will tell myself "health, freedom, so good", even my breath will be sweet and fragrant, and there will be the most beautiful April day, the smoke of fireworks in the world.

If it were a martial arts movie, whoever approached me, I would beat the person with ill intentions, nail them to the wall, leave them dead in the wilderness, or explode them in the streets?

Or, drink and chat with interesting people, act chivalrously, rob the rich, give to the poor, and save the common people?

Hahahaha...

It's like the mountains and rivers are calling me, I want to run wildly in the fields, lie down in the straw, and smell the sweet dreams of wild chrysanthemums.