They are taciturn little bitter gourds in the eyes of others. One is used to being indifferent in an empty home, and the other learns to be tolerant in being displaced. It wasn't until each other appeared that we realized we didn't have to hold on alone. The two trees quietly taking root under the clouds finally leaned on each other and slowly became their own sunny days.
Intention: Roots can still take root under the clouds, and they can also grow in desolation. Even if the starting point is full of bitterness, two lonely people standing side by side can become each other's light and destination.