A helping hand on a cold night lit up her path for half of her life.
She came out of the mud, and with her kindness and tenacity, she took root at the grassroots level and protected her country.
He was once the light she looked up to. In his later years, he was accidentally bedridden, and she guarded him silently to repay her lifetime kindness.
Don't entangle, don't disturb, just protect each other silently.
From being illuminated by light, to becoming that light.
Goodwill reincarnates, and the glimmer of light becomes a torch.
There is a glimmer of light in my heart, and I will face the sun all the way. I will live up to my expectations in this life and be warm for the rest of my life.
