Faith is the pillar of a towering building. Without it, it is just a pile of messy bricks. Faith is the bed of a surging river. Without it, there is only a flood of waves. Faith is the star of a raging fire. , without it, there is only a cold firewood handle; faith is the main engine of the ocean-going ship, without it, there is only a paralyzed giant frame.

A secluded path, with its twists and turns, will always arouse a refreshing yearning; a huge wave will make a thrilling sound when the tide rises and falls; a story, only regretful and sad. The desolation of each inch of the liver and intestines; a kind of life, full of ups and downs, full of hardships, showing a shocking magnanimity.

Perseverance is the condensation of sand and stones on a thousand-mile embankment. Only by accumulating bit by bit can you have the magnificence of no beginning or end; perseverance is the surrounding strands of spring silkworm silk. Persistence is the brilliance of breaking out of the cocoon and seeing the light again; perseverance is the sail of a sailing ship. Only with the sail can the ship reach the other side of success.