Legend of the Great Saint

It's been a long time since I've asked for a monthly ticket. Come and ask for one today!

Well, that's sort of a problem, and then it starts to bullshit.

When talking to friends the other day, he said: "If happiness is also a day, unhappiness is also a day...”

He must have thought I was going to say, "Let's live happily ever after. ”

But that's not my conclusion, and I said, "Well, I'd rather be unhappy and do something. ”

Think afterwards, what a terrible idea!

It's bad enough that someone wants to be happy and not be happy. It's terrible to be happy instead of happy.

Go away, you bloody joys. Don't tempt me!

There must be something wrong with my head! Since when? I've read too many books I shouldn't have read, and I can't fool myself anymore. From not being able to integrate into the crowd, to deliberately keeping distance from the crowd.

We've met a lot of people in society, and it's easy to tell if a person is a loser, just talk to him about fate. As long as he says something like, "Everything is life," he doesn't run.

There have also been many successful people, it is easy to judge if he is proud to forget, just talk to him about his efforts. If he attributes everything to himself and considers all the losers to be his own, he doesn't have to listen to anything else.

I don't think I can do this.

When I fail, I think that there must be a chance of success, and I fail, which is of course a question of my ability.

When I succeeded, I thought, without these just the right luck, I would certainly not be able to do this step, great fate!

So failure is incompetent, and success is lucky. Look at how sensible I am, turning every failure into self-infliction, and every success into a great frustration.

Is it not fate that plays against you everywhere?

Actually, people just want to make themselves comfortable. Maybe I'm the smart fool.

But I just thought, one day when I lost, someone asked me what was going on, I could say, "Oh, because I couldn't. ”

Instead of the boring answers of human disgust, social darkness, fate, etc.

So for this “great” goal, constantly struggle against yourself, step into the mud one at a time, struggle with pain.

I'm stuck in mud, my heart is frenzied, the moon is empty...

People think you're sick and have a good day, but they don't know what you're dealing with.

Yeah, I'm fuckin 'sick! At this age, they refuse to believe bullshit like "plain is true”.

Even if all the chickens in the chicken ring told me that eating rice peckers in the sun was a good day, I'd climb on the roof and take off like a hawk.

Even if I can't be an eagle all my life, I will never admit that eating rice pecker in the sun is a good day. Let the sky torment me forever!

Do your best, Heavenly Fate. How can you live with your fate if you haven't done anything?

Well, that's my call for votes, that's kind of a deduction.