The old proverb says that every day is a short life: wake up in the morning is birth, sleep at night is death and end.
Therefore, daily sleep is the death of this day, and wake up every day is the birth of a new day. In fact, we can regard the discomfort and drowsiness of getting up as a difficult situation at birth.
I like to challenge early in the cold winter, which requires more willpower. I can use the morning run of winter again and again to wake up the sleeping body and the giants who are potentially inside the body.
At that time, the entire street was my home. I am proud to run at home, everything around me shines with hope.
The dark night was unveiled before my eyes, and I came to a new day. I ran towards the sun, and the road ahead was full of possibilities.
Morning the city.