In this world, it is okay to wake yourself up, because you can control yourself, but don't try to wake up a lion pretending to be asleep, because he just doesn't want to wake up for you, doesn't want to do anything for you, doesn't want to walk with you, why do you have to embarrass others to suffer yourself?
In this world, changing yourself is painful, but it is even more painful to approach a lion pretending to be asleep, so instead of spending time on things that cannot be controlled, and not seeing the road of hope, why waste time and consume energy?
The lion who pretends to be asleep can't wake up, and is used to the life of pretending to sleep, even if it is more tolerant, it is useless, and it is also a white ride. Really, I don't know what to describe this real feeling, at least I can't find the right words to describe it. It seems that the nobility turned out to be nothing more than a cover-up of the sadness of pretending to sleep, and once thought that there was a belief called persistent touch, but the ridiculous thing is that it was not others who were moved, but unconsciously moved themselves. Unconsciously, I have turned myself into a more sober person, a more rational self.