When I was twenty years old, I interned as a security guard at the Xiangyu Hotel in Zuohai City;
Wang Shiyu took children from the mountains to participate in the opening ceremony of the Zuohai Marathon.
When traveling to Haitan Island, there was only one room left, and she said, "You sleep on the floor";
She sprained her ankle and I carried her for three kilometers.
She closed her eyes in the car and said, "Take pictures if you want, don't turn on the flash."
I took a photo and never deleted it.
Encountered a flash flood on the way, she wanted to find a child, but she never came back.
Two years later, I stood under the road sign, which was engraved with: "Wang Shiyu—she prepared twenty-three water glasses, wrote twenty-three names, walked fifteen kilometers of mountain roads, and left behind the songs of twenty-three people."
At the age of twenty, I want to go to the mountains and seas with her;
At the age of twenty-two, I cultivated mountains and seas, leaving only the gentleness of my life to survive.
Intention: In the crack of twenty years old, an ordinary person catches the black pot falling from the sky, and also catches the lightest kindness in the world, and then spends half a year to forge himself into a tool, and spends his whole life to repay that light.