I love those three words on the road.
As long as you are alive, as long as there is still a breath, we are running fast or slow on the road of desire, even if you lie on the hospital bed and die, it is also running on the road of life until you swallow the last breath.
Just like me.
My life was destined to run wild and powerless to change. In fact, many times, I also want to stop the hurried pace, rest the tired soul, but the whip of fate is always on my back hard, so I can't stop, therefore, I run, painful and happy, fortunately, there will always be heartwarming encounters and pleasing scenery on the way that I can't forget, this may be the beauty of the movement of life.
At this time, we are still on the way to Hainan, I hope to meet the beautiful you on the road, and share the sadness and happiness with me!