Class is an invisible wall in the heart. The acquaintance between Lu Xiao and Xiao Jinze also came from an "exploitation", and the sweetness of the past was finally cut off from the wall of the heart. It was raining heavily that day, and the girl's eyes were bright and she said, "Xiao Jinze, please pay attention to me, please." It was unreasonable to forcefully break into Xiao Jinze's world, but it was also somewhat reasonable. Everyone thinks that the sun melts the icebergs, but it is just an illusion that the weeds are trying hard to burn themselves. The day Lu Xiao left, he left nothing behind, but left a lot behind. Xiao Jinze knocked on the wall of his heart over and over again, but there was no response.
Many years later, Lu Xiao stood on the desolate plains, surrounded by the flames of burning weeds. Some people stayed away because of the excessive heat, some came closer because it was warm and bright enough, and some people hugged her tightly across the fire, just because she was her, she was just her.
Intention: I really like the lyrics of a song, "People praise courage, but can I love your crying heart?" In today's era, people wrap themselves in perfect masks in order to make themselves more acceptable and easier to be welcomed, but I think this is not a sign of cowardice, but a kind of tenacity and bravery. This mask is not a shackles for us to escape reality, but to achieve the best version of ourselves. But I also forget that my own existence is beautiful enough. I had doubted before that anyone would really love me unconditionally for my blackness, my stupidity, my mistakes, and my imperfections. So I wrote this article to say to those who have insufficient self-worth, you deserve the best love, because you are just you.