Soldiers do their best, shed blood on the battlefield, and see death as their home. From ancient times to the present, what has changed is the appearance of the attacker, not the persistence of his defense; what has changed is the weapon held in the hand, not the zeal to show hope. Black and white memory is frozen, Ji Cheng is eternal, it is the end, just like the beginning. Human existence is sharp and angular, and the sharpness that is ignored by itself may play a role in the unconscious; but the way of connecting the edges and corners is round, the sharpness cannot be eliminated, but the roundness can expand, just like the head of a crayon. Sharp, yet soft in color, it can fill in the blanks between black and black, rendering stiff and indifferent lines. Complete a picture, and then continue to paint more, and so on, the world will become clear. Our tools are not only crayons, there are many more, including limbs, facial features and mind, what we are born with and possess, none of which is superfluous, the measure of its value lies in how to use it. We were originally primary colors, monotonous and unified, but later, we created a colorful world; we experienced the same evolution and birth, without exception, and later, divided and broken into a life map with footprints; our emotions are ever-changing, and they are inseparable from the four characters. , Later, the emotions rose and the action was shocking... We are the salt of the earth, the warriors, the messengers, the species that thrives, continues, and is the most distant from "extinction"; We can't give more, as long as we persevere enough; we don't have what we have personally experienced, as long as we understand and cherish it. Lucky, we were really lucky.
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