I use the method of engraving words on the rock to remember the days. I forget it occasionally, but it's not bad on the whole.

The two-year deadline will expire and I have been reborn.

On the night of the full moon, I climbed a strong tree and hummed songs from my hometown.

I sang, There is no pain in the wind and rain。 Don't be afraid to dry your tears. At least we still have dreams.

I sang, even if fate is wandering, even if fate is tortuous and strange, don't cry and feel sad, let alone give up.

I sang like this for a long time until my voice was dry and hoarse.

"It's getting late. Go back and have a rest!" I talked to myself and jumped down from the tree.

Then a voice came, "I want to hear a few more dollars."

I was shocked and looked back.

There is no one around.

"Childish!" Another different voice came.

I picked up a stone with my foot, held it in my hand and threw it in the direction of the sound just now.

A dull noise. I could hear that the stone was embedded in the trunk.

"Who's here!" I shouted.

"Oh, you don't know yourself?" The first sound came from my head again.

I suddenly looked up and saw a man of about 40 hanging upside down on the tree trunk.

I stepped up with force, and the fist wind came in an instant.

The man caught my fist slowly. With a little effort, I could feel the bones of my fist rattling.

He released his hand and I fell back to the ground. The pain of my fist made me breathe out.

This man's fighting skill is far above me.

"A waste of time!" The second voice just sounded, right behind me!

I looked back and saw another man in his forties standing behind me, expressionless.

I stepped back several steps, put on a defensive posture and asked, "what do you want to do!"

The man on the tree turned down, hugged his arms, tilted his head and said, "you are the apprentice that the old man said. Why haven't you taught you well for so many years."

In the moonlight, I saw that the two men looked very similar, but their temperaments were different. One was depressed, the other was dignified and stood tall and straight. Different experiences make different me.

I asked, "do you know my master?"

The first man dug his nose and said, "I didn't just know each other. I wore a pair of trousers when I was a child."

The second man frowned and his face was cold: "no nonsense. They are all people who travel through time and space."

The first man laughed and said, "introduce yourself. I've been here for 22 years. He's two years earlier than me. In order to facilitate the difference, you can call us --"

"Happy and sad." The second man interrupted him.