An Eighteen-Year-Old Old Man for the Vast Sky and Deep Earth (Original)

A 18-year-old old man, yearning for the vast sky and profound earth in his dreams (original)
Saturday's work
Don't ask me where I come from
And don't ask me where I'm going
My homeland lies in a distant ancient world
I wander through lives to come and past lives
For the boundless sky and deep earth in my dreams
I have experienced the vicissitudes of life
Don't judge me by the wrinkles on my palm or the bitterness on my lips
Look at my white hair, fluttering like a confused banner
People!
Move forward in all directions!
Early years, written at the age of eighteen
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