She has been lonely all her life. From the time she was sensible until now, she has been longing for love, looking for love, hoping to get love, but for some reason, she always loses it. The grandmother she loved deeply passed away suddenly in front of her, and the first man she loved left inexplicably. The love she wanted could never be obtained. Later she thought, love this thing, it is really difficult to get it. Those feelings that once dazzled her were like a burst of singing that accidentally drifted from the other side of the river. It was sweet and mysterious, tempting her to get closer again and again, but in the end, she could not find a way to cross the river.