This is a story about the growth experiences of several girls. A little bitter, a little astringent, a little sweet. If growth is painful, then pain also has its source of sweetness. If growth comes at the expense of feelings, then another meaning of sacrifice is gain. $A6 If I talk about what I have gained from growing up, I would say that I have learned that family love will always be with me, friendship will always be my God's comfort, and faith in love will take root in my heart with age and never resurface. .
Maybe there really is an inexplicable gravitational force in the world. I call this gravitational force fate. Perhaps it was this thread of fate that allowed three strangers to put aside their worldly ideas, meet, know each other, and stay together. Looking back now, I wonder if that friendship would still be maintained today if it were invested in this vast society?
When we are defeated by reality again and again, when we are broken by heartbreak again and again, when we become lonely puppets, who dares to say what faith is? I think faith at this time is acceptance, and silent acceptance is a good way to face it.