I really want to do something as dangerous as walking on thin ice, I really hope that the dream of painting can take shape. Although I know that there are thorns in the distance, I have to walk on with pride, just because the flowers on the other side are swaying, and they guide me forward. Take a step.
I began to run in vain like a braggadocio. Maybe one day I will fall when the sun rises again, but this is my eternal destiny. There is a red fire in my eyes. I know it will support me on the other side. That swaying dream, the voice in my heart told me that it was a place I had to reach, and there was something there that I had to get. I had no choice. From the moment I started to live, my excited soul could no longer hold back. When I finally gathered enough courage, I picked up my backpack and started my difficult journey.