It is easy to fall from heaven to hell, but it is difficult to climb from hell to heaven. A humble and lowly life is too fragile to withstand the slightest disturbance. Only by growing stronger can we reach the golden world. When we start over in life, we must overcome all obstacles without fear. Putting on the most gorgeous mask, I am no longer me. Whether it is frivolous or vain, I don't care. Because I have understood from a long time ago what I want to hold firmly, and when I face the endless separation in the future, I can easily let go of my hands. Climbing from hell all the way to heaven, I got what I wanted, but lost too much. Through the fingers of time, can the missed warmth be recovered? Are you still willing to tear off this mask and see the real me? Are you still willing to say such a thing to me? ——"I also want to wait until the smile fades from the corner of your eyes, wait until I see the vicissitudes of life holding your arm, so I hold your shadow tenderly, wondering if you can't see my heart hidden in time."