On the road of life, she walked all the way. She had many friends, both men and women, but she was still alone.
When no one is with her, she always looks majestic and high-spirited, as if she is not afraid of the sky or the earth and is full of confidence. No one really knows that her independence was actually forced out. No one can protect her from the wind and rain, so she can only face it with a high face. Therefore, when she is accompanied by someone, she will involuntarily change, put away all the thorns of defense, take off her strong armor, and show her heart to the person accompanying her. She just wants to keep this person, or these people. She needs the warmth of others, but usually she is not the one who is warmed. The fact always tells her that no one can stay with another person for a long time, except for the partner. And today's real society cruelly tells her that even a partner is not sure how long they can stay with each other. It is not the god of death that deprives them of their companionship, but "temptation".
She was originally afraid of being alone, but as she got older, she liked living alone more and more. It's not about seeing through the world, or giving up trust, but it's about getting used to loneliness and loneliness in being "alone" over time.
She is still smiling like a flower, even though she is lonely inside.
She is still the same sunny person, even though her heart is cold.
She is still blind and simple, despite her age.
She is not the same person anymore, although she still looks silly.