Choosing rice dumplings at Dragon Boat Festival restarts the cycle of reincarnation. Grandma's words became a prophecy, two sweet and salty rice dumplings, and ten years of dreams. My sister is obsessed with shortcuts and revenge, and keeps pressing forward step by step; I stick to my heart and thoughts, and move forward step by step. She was trapped in vanity and desire, and ultimately destroyed herself; I kept my kindness and persistence and rushed to the spark. It turns out that life is never determined by zongzi, only by your own choice.
