$ETH The muddy clothes soaked in mud, scars crawling up the back, those who walk alone in the darkest moments still hold tightly to the faint light in their hearts. The scabbed wounds are stubborn medals, every tearful step taken carves the depth of the soul. Do not underestimate these bloodied footprints, time will forge this solitary courage into a blazing spark, and when dawn breaks, it will surely illuminate the entire galaxy.