Tristan gave us the best answer:
from afar and back to afar, the long hair flying is a string in the wind. The distance is always the only pursuit and endless yearning.
How can a horse be imprisoned in a fence, how can an eagle be willing to live at a low altitude, how can a clump of living water discard the vastness of the sea.
Think of the "freedom--" that resounded through the sky in "Braveheart". Which soul does not raise its head in a cry and look into the distance?
Hao Miao Zhangkong, who is the real hero?
A man like the wind grows into the wind in the wind, restoring the true freedom and wildness of human nature.
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