The beginning of loneliness and 

The beginning of loneliness and the end of beauty.（oringinal translation of works)

No one in the world can replace anyone, no one can build on anyone and accomplish anything. Even two brothers with the same blood, as they grow older, can only silently guard each other's hearts, can not touch each other's world, even the slightest bit. Because each other's world has become a deep-rooted intricate network, in this network, we are like spiders, can only guard each other, watching, blessing, thinking silently. We can't afford to throw out a thread of ourselves to build the world of others. We can only make our world more beautiful, more lonely and more reliable.

The beginning of loneliness and the end of beauty.（oringinal translation of works)

Everyone is in his own dark world, even in the light, the darkness in his heart is like a dark cloud. Dark clouds always carry the symbolic meaning of rain, often can wash the inner uncleanness, can wash the dirt of the world, but before wash, the depression of dark clouds makes you breathless and even suffer from various neurotic diseases.

The beginning of loneliness and the end of beauty.（oringinal translation of works)

The world of automotive taillights is always beautiful, and the two worlds always intersect. Although the two worlds are still parallel to each other, there will always be moments when the two worlds, black and white, light and darkness, integrity and selflessness, and greatness and insignificance, will be intertwined. Interweave into a gorgeous, intoxicating, incomprehensible, regretful, painful, lonely world.

The beginning of loneliness and the end of beauty.（oringinal translation of works)

Sometimes, you feel happy for your own world. Because in your world, from a window you can see people talking outside, people running, people laughing, people crying and crying.

The beginning of loneliness and the end of beauty.（oringinal translation of works)

From a road, you can feel the breath of the beauty around you, noble or humble, dying or full of life. People always walk fast, regardless of whether imagination can play an epoch-making role. It seems that walking faster can make one's life not be immersed in infinite darkness forever, so that one does not know where to fall next.

The beginning of loneliness and the end of beauty.（oringinal translation of works)