We, those born in the 1990s, have not yet suffered a bloody battle, but we are already covered in wounds. If I use a metaphor to describe those born in the 1990s like us, forgive me for being stupid, I feel like we are like young blue whales, wandering in the ocean of love without knowing the heights of the sky, and finally being accidentally stranded on the beach. All that is left is to survive or be slaughtered. Even if we are lucky enough to catch a high tide and return to Haiyang without any danger, we will only have a narrow escape. When we are timid and dare not swim around wildly, those who have not tried the thrilling are laughing at us and then eager to try, they firmly believe that they will not encounter the ebb tide. But facts have proven that wandering at the wrong time will inevitably lead to being stranded on the beach.