The Years of Hemp Yarn

She is as beautiful and fragrant as a hibiscus emerging from the water, but she doesn't know it. There was only the sound of loneliness in her heart. She is an idealist who is picky about love, friendship, and family relationships. But the reality frustrated her in every possible way. Is there really true love in this world? Is there really a lifetime of friendship in this world? She is a coward who dare not admit her feelings and is unwilling to let go of any devotion to her feelings. However, when she really mustered up the courage to fight for happiness. What did fate give her? My dear, you are always missing, you always say you are lonely, You always regret it. You say you don't believe in fate, but what do you believe in? Loneliness, reality, loneliness and desire. We walked through this humid and hot urban forest and saw her from a distance. She is a lonely traveler. Traveling slowly through the tunnel of time. She was in pain and walked with determination. Cut through the thorns without hesitation. Until I met the most comfortable person in my life. But, you can't have it. This is the sadness destined to her fate. The sadness cannot be melted away even in the sunshine.