Luck Turned: Love Again

Before I stepped into the New World legend, life had been so unreminiscent of past beliefs, past events, sentences,
Stepping on the black water and mud, he was at a loss. There was no morning sun, only the unreachable night sky …
He often fantasized about becoming a great man and changing the world that he didn't want to see …
Yet, he realized that he was too weak … I remember my teacher telling me that a man is like a cloud among the stars,
Being able to gather together meant that they were fated to be together … Being unable to gather together was fate, it was fate … The science of fate is learning.
Maybe I'll never understand what fate is and what hatred is.