In life, there are always countless people living in the gutter. They have no choice but to fight against the mud every day. They wear hats that are labeled as humble by the world. Their hands are rough, their backs are curved, and their faces are vicissitudes of life... However, even so, they will work hard to break free from the shackles of the mud. In the corner of the dark night, they raised their heads at a 45-degree angle and looked up at the starry sky. Their eyes were filled with stars. Their eyes were shining, and their hearts were as hot as the sun. A strong external gravity deeply attracted them: I want to go out, like a sword, pierce the sky, and rub the spark that belongs to me!
This is them, a group of people with humble status but great hearts!
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
