The bus passed another stop and there were few passengers. Although the bus will still come to this station at this time tomorrow, it will not be the same passengers or the same bus by then. When I got on the bus, my silence seemed out of place on the noisy bus. I'm still wondering where I will be tomorrow and in what capacity. The bus has arrived at the terminal, so I should get off. The bus has arrived, but I haven't. My journey today is still unfinished.
Tomorrow is coming. Today's road is not finished, and there is no repeated day. Over the years, the roads have been so overlapping. I didn't have a chance to catch my breath, so I had to hurry on my way again. I don't know where tomorrow's road will lead and where it will take me.
Whenever night falls, I will think, I must go to the blue sky with my dream tomorrow, but I find there is no way out. Tomorrow's road is the opposite direction of the sky ... so I cling to tomorrow and dream that tomorrow's road can lead there, but I always look forward to it and forget to hurry. Someone asked me before, what do you think is the most beautiful scenery? I didn't say it instinctively, but my friend told me that it was wonderful after success. You won't be happy for long. I asked him why, and he simply said, "You only cling to the scenery in front of you, but forget to appreciate the beautiful scenery in front of you." Today, I suddenly realized that I have been obsessed with tomorrow and the scenery in front of me, but I didn't appreciate the scenery along the way, and I didn't find that the scenery along the way was so unique that it was no less than tomorrow's scenery. So, I understand again, in fact, you don't have to always care about tomorrow.
Yes, the question of where I will be tomorrow has delayed me a lot of time. Maybe I should keep looking for tomorrow's road. It's up to me to decide where I will be tomorrow. The road is under my feet. I walked out by myself. That's it.
Tomorrow, where will I go and where will I be?