Looking at the hazy fog in the distance, and admiring the light Biquan nearby, my heart is not very beautiful. Whenever there is a dark cloud above your head, you have to try to pick it up; whenever there are stones under your feet, you have to try to open the void and let them flow into the desert... The road in life is flat, and it is the world under the comfort of the soul. The road of life is rugged and swaying, and that is a narrow way under the willful cultivation. In another way, the w...