An ordinary little girl who loves poetry and distant places never thought that one day she would have to bear the pain to find the lost joy.
She doesn't like joys and sorrows, but she keeps jumping into this farce; she doesn't like practicing, but she has to persist.
This journey in her life never gave her a chance to choose. Even if she didn't believe that "anyone who has a great responsibility from heaven must first work hard," she could only hold on to the hilt of the sword and walk alone into the snow.
Intention: growth, companionship