Once the dark clouds were torn apart by the wind, they fell into the lowest valley. She climbed up the ladder: the county champion, a doctorate from MIT, the founder of Unicorn, and also welcomed her son Tongtong on a thunderstorm night. Later, Luo Wei was adopted. She looked back from the brightly lit height - the leaky balcony had grown into a balcony garden, the moldy blanket had been replaced by a baby blanket, and the door that could not be locked had long been gently closed by her lover. The dark clouds finally turned into light, and in the light was the laughter of a family of four.
Falling is falling, clouds point to high places, life is new life.
