冬至
Winter is coming.
无论卦象吉凶都敢去做的人 才有资格问天意
Build, break, cry, try again—build, question everything, build.
Lost it all? Build it anyway.
Tiny win, big step back, doubt, delay, delay... Still build.
No applause, no crowd—still build.
Idea flop, people leave—build.
Silence. Silence. Silence. BOOM. Breakthrough.
That's how it works. That's how the great are built.
Not overnight. Not in comfort. Not with certainty.
But with rhythm. The rhythm of the bold.