"What a wonderful daughter you raised."
"I really envy you for having such a daughter."
"How do you usually educate your children?"
But... It's so painful...
Xia Mu has been dreaming recently, dreaming that she didn't bring a pen to the exam, dreamed that she didn't fill in the answer sheet during the exam, and received countless cold looks and abuses. She had to write crazily, crazily, but her brain seemed to be rusty. She didn't dare to stop, but... She slept less and less, and spent countless frightened mornings, numb, mechanical and helpless.
Until... Until he broke into her world with recklessness and rudeness.
Xia Mu.
In this world, there are many people and many kinds of personalities.
There are introverts, extroverts, passionate, determined, talkative and talkative, but you let me know that no matter what, they are not shortcomings and are part of me. I always think that I want to be a "perfect" person. It is you who tell me that I have my good points, my stubbornness, and my fragility. These are me, a living, emotional me.
Song Yiheng.
I always complained about why there are people like you in the world. Until I saw confusion and embarrassment, I began to wonder what kind of person you are. You taught me persistence, bravery, and independence. In the future, we will all become better people.
Intention: Stick to what you can, and accept everything about yourself.