向前
The world owes all its onward impulses to men ill at ease. The happy man inevitably confines himself within ancient limits.
I never look back, I look forward.
Consciousness flows like a river, always moving toward purposeful ends.
I never look back, I always look forward.
I never look back, I just look forward.
I never look back, I always look forward.
I never look back. I look forward.
I'm not a person who likes to look back. I'm always looking forward.
I'm not a person who lives in the past. I'm always looking forward.