I tricked the keyboard thousands of times a day just for my obsession with martial arts. However, the words and messages that kept coming from my ears were always discouraged. Many people advised me to change my career, and many people said that the trend of martial arts was hopeless. After a smile, I still felt a little sour in my heart. "Greed, Anger, Ignorance" is the three poisons of Buddhism. I can't tell how many things I have committed. Fortunately, I am not a Buddhist, nor can I. Because I am attached to the world and have too deep obsessions.

"Raise your glass to invite the bright moon, and make three people look at each other" - I have never experienced the loneliness in this poem before. I didn't expect that I could actually feel it while typing. Sitting next to the computer, typing on the keyboard late at night, and occasionally stopping, my heart is infinitely lonely. Suddenly, I feel tired and powerless to continue. No matter how hot a person's heart is, I can't stand the spoons of cold water. Whenever I support me to continue, I don't want to continue.

It is the obsession with martial arts. [bsp;    Some people say that only those with more readers are good articles. I used "Yangchun Baixue" and "Xialibaren" as metaphors to refute it. However, I often ask myself. Is martial arts really going to be in a predicament? Is obsessed with martial arts really moving against the tide? Is the ancient style like yesterday's yellow flowers? Should I follow the trend? After asking myself, a feeling of desolation in my heart arises naturally.
Chapter completed!