I just dont know what to write. It seemed that my caption of scribbling had been carefully kept in a latch bin container. I was like drifting in a vast ocean where the cerulean skies were likely to be covered by the spiraling winds of nimbus air. Seeking our progress in another place must be very hard, but as we keep on struggling and comely taking risk; we further recognize that our weakness is the key to further see the true world... Farewell.
