All my life experiences so far have taught me that life is the process of tirelessly searching for a lighthouse on the vast ocean. That great mysterious light will shine on our souls from ahead, or attract our eyes from different angles. Of course, not everyone is lucky: only after a long period of anticipation and tireless pursuit will the hanging lamp suddenly open for the weary traveler. Perhaps more often than not, the lighthouse is not built on the other side of the world outside of ourselves, but is hidden deep in our hearts. At this time, we must rely on the power of thought and faith to build a tower overlooking life in our majestic hearts, and its inexhaustible light source must also come from our lonely hearts. Indeed, is there anything more lonely than a person's mind? It is an island hidden deep in the sea and a dream of eagles flying, and I am convinced that the loneliest mind must be the most powerful. Of all the things that reach the height of the sky, only the mind does not need wings. If I want to praise, then I must first praise all the hearts that are as lonely and happy as I am, because it is this heart that makes me always believe that life is to seek the light that belongs to each other.
