She put the broken porcelain bowl back piece by piece, and the cracks were like scars on her wrists
Later I realized that some bowls are naturally broken.
Just like some people are destined to spend their lives repairing themselves
Concept: A child who was never loved grew up to be an adult who dared to fill the bottom of a bowl with moonlight. The so-called sunny day does not mean that the suffering disappears, but that you finally dare to hold the bowl steady.