Last Friday, I suddenly got sick seriously and lost my voice. On the early morning of October 8th, I took a flight from Guangzhou to Wuxi alone. The red roses are blooming over the road near the airport. I live by the Lihu Lake. And I think Wuxi must be the most dreamlike ancient city of Jiangnan in this world. I enjoy liveliness, as well as solitude. I enjoy staying with people, as well as leaving some time for myself. These two days, I had shepherd's purse wonton, and bought some buns that I used to eat in my childhood. Standing at the corner of the street, I felt the warmth on my shoulders from the sunshine of early autumn. Everyday I watch foreign movies at home late at night. 25 years ago, on the day when I lost my father, I felt like I lost my entire life. It was not until I started this career that I found the meaning of my life. It is not just a job, but a career that means a lot to me. The Earth has been rotating for billions of years, and the world is divided into days and nights. The sun is directly over the Tropic of Cancer making longer days and shorter nights in summer, and vice versa in winter. Humans only live a short life on this beautiful planet, but some of them live with suffering. Why? That's why we should cherish every moment. All I want is that there is a beam of light especially lighting up for me, that there is a stage especially set up for me, and that there are people especially coming up for me. That means a lot.