Once upon a time, Jesus changed water to wine in a wedding banquet. However, there is a kind of man, whose soul is so corrupted; that this man can only change wine to water, sour hard water.
The new year is in my hand. I need to make new plans of my life. Should I continue to lead a miserable self-distructive life, it would have been no better than a corpse.
I should make my soul pure, my mind still, above all, my life productive. I wish to devote myself to someone, to something, instead of useless vanity. I wish I could live as a human instead of an animal.
I will cherish the wine of my life and drink it day after day.
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