What is the definition of life and what is the self?

Life is like a labyrinth, we are looking for our "cheese" in the labyrinth, we have been turning in order to survive, the self is our own in real life, we have to dare to face the real life side, this is self-satisfaction.

Finally in the group!

I was finally able to start writing as a manuscript, which was both unexpected and reasonable.

Looking back on this period of time, the internal friction seems to occupy the majority, anxious, angry, anxious, afraid, worried, hesitant, disappointed, and hopeless. All the words of negative tendencies have appeared in me, life is better than death, probably nothing more than that.

But after all, I still survived, maybe not satisfactory, but at least I made a bridge to fulfill my lifelong wish to support myself with words. It's also strange to say that Hui Zao has been dreaming like this before, but when it really came true, he was not so happy, but felt that life had no meaning.

In the past, he used to save people from medicine and teach and educate people, although he was physically and mentally exhausted, he had a full sense of sacredness and responsibility, for fear that he would make a mistake and lose his virtue. Now there is no more endless fear, endless overtime, but my heart is empty, because there is only one goal every day, to find a topic and finish writing the manuscript to get off work.

When the words that I once loved really become a tool to make a living, it seems that it no longer has a temperature, nor a soul, and it is cold. The environment is also cold, and people's hearts are also cold.

It's as if everything has changed, I'm not the same person I used to be, and where am I going now?

What is the new meaning? How should a new life begin?

Everything has become the current and the fickle everything of the pure blue fierceness, as if it has returned to the beginning of the avenue, there is no one in the world, and there is no road in the world.

Everything is zero, let everything in the past return to the sea, listen to the first cry of life again, and let yourself start again.

I know how difficult it is to start all over again, I know that peer pressure, parental pressure, survival pressure, company pressure, and the eyes of the world will become a mountain that crushes me, and I must become a person who is invincible and tenacious.

I may have been silent before, but not anymore. How can a person who has died once allow himself to be wronged again. I want to be myself, not who others see me.

When the voice in your heart tells you that you should do it, go ahead and do it, that's the beginning of being yourself.

There is no road that is really right and really easy to walk, but some people follow their own hearts and take the road that only a few people will take, while some people regret their lives in the envy of the world.

The road is self-described, the meaning is given by oneself, and your life should be defined by yourself, not burdened by the world.