Zhu Jiuge once had a beautiful family in the snow of winter, but in the spring when new shoots were growing, he lost it due to the desires of adults. The hope he gained in the winter campus was lost to the unclear malice among children in spring.
Her life seems to be inseparable from loss, and the hope of new life always disappears along with sadness.
Happiness is like a fragile candle, which will be blown away by a single spark of joy.
She was unwilling to give in. The struggle for more than ten years was like climbing in the quagmire, with nowhere to stay and nowhere to find.
The final results are finalized and the future seems to be sealed.
It snows on the trees, when will the dead trees meet the spring, and the winter snow will fall again.
Intention: Destiny is unpredictable, and it is enough to have no regrets in life.