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he stood in front of the mirror, with a faint gray light on his face, as if he was eroded by the sharpening of time, leaving deep traces. in his eyes, the light of dreams was shining, but now there are only empty silence. he remembers that when he was young, he was eager to become a character who changed the world and used his own strength to create his own miracle. at that time, he always read books on the pages of the book, and his heart was full of hope and longing.
however, time is a ruthless dead, and it smoothes his dreams step by step, leaving no traces of vagueness. he worked hard, but found that he could not break through the bottleneck. the emotions of confusion and loss came like a tide, drowning all his hope.
he began to doubt himself and suspect that all his efforts were futile. the once self -confidence, now there is only a weak trembling. he finds the ability he has far behind his heart, as if mocking his fragility silently.
"i have nothing, i am just a loser." this sentence echoed in his ear, like a thorn, constantly piercing into his heart, making him feel deeply weak and desperate. he realized that all of this was the consequences of making pyrrhic victory, but he could not make up, and could only accept the cruelty of reality.
at this time, the inner world was isolated like a thick wall. he wanted to go out, but had nowhere to start. his dream was bound by the shackles of reality, as if being imprisoned in a cage. he tried to break free, but he could only feel endless despair and helplessness.
his enthusiasm seemed to be devoured by the flames, leaving a trace of empty. the once passion, now it turned into a withered petals and drifted in the air. he tried to recall the happiness of the past, but found that those beautiful memories became blurred, disappearing like a dream.
he realized that his life had changed completely. he was no longer the hope full of hope, but was controlled by fate, and he could only passively accept the reality of all. his inner world seemed to be collapsed and could not be rebuilt. he was caught in deep helplessness and despair, and he could no longer find the direction.
this is an unimaginable pain, an unspeakable despair. he felt that he had lost his hope completely, and everything became meaningless. he didn't know what to do or where to go. his inner world had completely collapsed and could no longer be repaired.
he tried to recall the happiness of the past, but those beautiful memories were devoured by reality, as if it was eroded by time. he found that everything he had turned into a useless burden, as if he was repeating in a meaningless struggle, but he could not change the final result.
his inner world is like being torn, leaving deep pain. he realized that his dreams had become dust and could no longer be pursued. he couldn't accept reality and couldn't move forward. his inner world collapsed completely, and it was difficult to rebuild.
he didn't know what the future of the future, but he knew that he had to go forward, even if there were only a few steps, he would continue to move forward.
