Xia Hua found that her life was like a bunch of plants that had lost their roots.
Going to corruption out of his own control, but he doesn't know why.
Loving parents, harmonious family, good grades, excellent diploma, stable job...
Everything seems to fit into society's definition of a fulfilling life.
So what went wrong?
He soberly watched the nutrients draining out of his body and the branches drying up, but he felt it was nothing.
Until the place where he was cherished and valued by others took his equally shriveled seeds to the wilderness and buried them in the moist soil.
He grew again, and when the branches broke through the ground again and raised their heads, they again felt the warmth of the breeze and the passion of the scorching sun.
Intention: face your own ideas