Ten years ago, there was sadness without tears; ten years later, there was helplessness with tears.
After being away from home for many years, she was finally able to return to her country. Who had hoped that fate would not let her go? In the darkness, a pair of withered hands were grabbing her skirt, unable to break free.
He said: I love you, time is hard to erase, but it deepens.
He said: You want to leave quietly alone again, I won't let you go, you have never been my sister.