I once saw a bird flying down from the rooftop, suddenly stopping in midair, as if it had forgotten why it wanted to fly. I have also felt this way, walking along the road, suddenly stopping, not because I was tired, but because I didn't know where to go. People come and go around me, and everyone seems to know their direction, while I stand still, like a piece of luggage that has lost its tag. In this life, one must always do something, must always go somewhere. But when you ask them why they are going? Many people can't say. They say it's what should be done, it's right, it's what one ought to do.

But how did "that" come about? Who says "should"? We just go along with the crowd, like fish being pushed forward, even if the shallow waters are ahead, we still squeeze upwards. Sometimes I wonder, shouldn't people have something that is "not supposed to"? For example, not supposed to walk along the path set by others for a lifetime, not supposed to always say "it's okay", not supposed to hide our own tears and pretend to understand everything. Some people live their whole lives in the expectations of others, and in the end, they haven't even thought about what kind of person they are. The loneliest moments in life are not when no one is accompanying you, but when you don't even know yourself. You look in the mirror and see a familiar face, but it seems like you have never really talked to the person inside.

The things he once wanted to do, the dreams he once feared, the person he secretly liked, what he truly lost, you do not know. But people live like this. Sometimes they forget, sometimes they remember, sometimes they want to escape, and sometimes they are reluctant to leave. You see the sky changing, the wind rustling the grass, you think that's nature, but in fact, that's the scenery in your heart changing. When you are sad, even in bright sunlight, you feel cold. When you are happy, even in the rain, you feel bright. Don't be afraid to walk slowly, don't be afraid of others running fast. As long as you don't forget where you came from, the road will always continue. You may not be excellent, not great, not glamorous, but you must be real, you must have your own pain, your own dreams, your own name. That's enough. #Gate ETH十周年回馈# #特朗普AI战略# #RWA热潮#