I once stood on the edge of the rooftop, thinking that there was no way back in this world.
Until I met the boy in the wheelchair.
He picked up my broken mobile phone and remembered my birthday that no one knew about,
Protect me when I am being bullied by the whole world.
He gave all his tenderness to me who was trapped in darkness.
Later I found out,
Every light he gave me was overdrawing his life.
Guiyang, the return of return, the Yang of the sun.
You gave me a grand flower bloom,
I will carry your light and live well every year.
"There is a young man living in my heart.
He gave me all his last light. "
Intention: Even if you are in the abyss and covered with bruises, you must believe that life has its own glimmer of light. Love and redemption are never dependent, but illuminate each other; true growth is to carry the expectations of those who have left, bravely face the sun, live well, and let every suffering bloom with gentle flowers.