Year after year, day after day, the same work is repeated like a top. The ideal life seems to be just a little bit away, just a little bit away, but it seems very far away... Such a simple hope is made complicated and vague by the monotonous life... Maintaining the status quo, although the life is stable and worry-free, it is as boring as a ladle of mountain spring water; rushing forward, there are surprises, happiness, and blood-boiling excitement, but lingering at a crossroads, just a little bit, still this little bit...