I once shouted, gradually I could not make a sound; I once cried, gradually I stopped shedding tears; I once felt sorrow, gradually I could endure everything; I once felt joy, gradually I looked down on everything in the world. And now, I am calm and composed, my gaze is firm, and all that remains in my heart is persistence.


This is me, the persistence of a small person!
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