But we are always unconsciously drawn by the gravitational pull of one partner after another,
until we deviate from the original trajectory in the foreseeable,
But we still keep dancing, looking for the right dancers with us***Spectrum of the life's melodies,
Drawing out the trajectory of life, there seems to be a perpetual motion machine in the body, and it keeps on dancing.
These are the first time I've ever seen a man who was a man of the world, and I've never seen a man of the world who was a man of the world.
But Einstein's mass-energy formula verifies the fact that there is no eternal power in the world.
When we run out of steam, we naturally stop playing, we stop dancing,
and by then, or more accurately, we are dead.