China's ancient fairy tales are a treasure to explore the beginning of Chinese civilization, and also a spiritual bridge for scientific and technological human beings to cross time and space and approach the ancient human mind. We can imagine a mythical world with a vast universe, in which mankind gradually awakens from ignorance, strives for strength with the beast of prey, strives for life with volcanic floods, and strives for glory with heaven, earth, sun and moon. The sages of mankind have propped up a vast blue sky for future generations with their steel backbones, and their stories can only be carried by the eternal world and become myths.

In ancient times, the earth was turned upside down, the land was not developed, the sky was falling, floods were rampant, and wild animals were rampant. Nu Wa tried to mend the sky by refining stones, saving all the people from fire and water.

There is a great drought in the world, and the people are miserable. Kuafu drove Sun away with a stick, thirsty for Hewei and osawa, and finally died of thirst, and turned to Deng Lin, thousands of miles away.

Yan Di's daughter played by the sea, slipped and drowned, turned into a bird, and threw it into the sea with a piece of wood and stone in her arms.

The goddess of mending heaven is the story of a hero who saves the world, and Nu Wa is the god of creation, creation and marriage. This is an admirable beginning of humanism. Kuafu tells the story of an indomitable man who struggles day by day. Jingwei's reclamation is the story of an indomitable fighter.

We yearn for success under the garland, but we are afraid of failure and hesitant. We admire the glorious deeds of the winners, and how many people secretly sympathize with or laugh at the so-called losers' overreaching.

The light of the winner inspires people's desires, and the persistence of the loser is covered by it. Why are you brave under the banner of never giving up? Are you scared? In fact, there has long been a saying that heroes do not judge success or failure. Day by day in Kuafu, Jingwei's reclamation is equally lovely and respectable. Success is just a road sign for laymen to see as much as they can, which is too sad for those who stare at him forever. If the so-called winner is immersed in his own admiration and stops here, it will be a pity for the endless beauty ahead. In a word, never give up is not more suitable as the motto of our long life!