I thought I stopped, I thought I would be tired, I thought I accepted the status quo of stability; but, my pro, I went on again, although I stood there, I didn't move; I started walking, like a child, just a child, just Go, I want to find another child, he hasn't forgotten to fly, but I don't consciously peek at this unachable world. He said that I can only go back and reach the original memory. In fact, pro, I don't care, I will not leave you, because I have always on the road.
