It’s the end of the first day of the week. How is everyone doing? I hope everyone is still surviving well.
There are still 4 more days in the week to make things right.
Sometimes persist for a long time, will inevitably insist on tired;
Arms, like the Dim light of a candle in the wind;
Originally aspired yearning like a waking dream.
But please remember, perhaps just a little bit of stick,
Those struggles will blossom like a spring;
Even more than a few steps before the spring of stick,
Also because of goal is meaningful in life.
Never give up, never leave a regret,