From Baicaoyuan to Your Heart

If I could live my life over, I would choose to leave and make a life for myself, take risks, let loose, and live differently! How could I not know that every “what if” ends in a fleeting dream, something elusive and unreal, a bubble that vanishes on the wind? No matter how rough the road ahead, I can't stop walking, and I can't turn back. Stopping means becoming a trapped beast; retreating means surrendering without a fight.