Many times when we stand on the other side, we realize that some people can no longer come back, and some words can no longer be said. The snow that falls on everyone is different. Life is a river of suffering. Only at the end do we realize that what is waiting for us is an even more boundless ocean.
But if you ask Xiang Qing, she will only answer this sentence: "The world is full of emotions, but the white porcelain plum soup in midsummer makes the broken ice clang when it hits the wall."
Intention: Missing women's growth and feelings