This is a true story that I heard. I don't know how to evaluate such a story that happened in my life. I want to write it down. Maybe someone will read it, think about it after reading it, and then give an evaluation. Maybe I can find the reason why I can't let go of such a confusing and confusing story. The person in the story said that the long wait is not one year, two years, three years... Or even a lifetime, but every second that the second hand passes by in the sound of tick, tick, tick... I write casually, and I am not sure whether I can tell the story completely, let alone whether I can tell the truth completely. I am an emotional listener, and I will also tell the story to my audience emotionally. Sometimes I feel that this story is too ordinary, not as good as handsome men, beautiful women, children of high-ranking officials, or even Cinderella. Typical examples exist in it, a few ordinary people, a few common things, scattered and boring, but I also want to find a decent reason for the people in the story and a happy ending. Although decent is just being able to stand in front of others and tell your own things, and be understood by others, and then applaud with relief or look forward to it with admiration and yearning. Life is like a train that can only stay on the track. It will not stay for a while because you carry too much luggage, nor will it consider whether it is convenient for you to walk. It has its own laws, and you can only adapt to it, unless you don't want to be on the road, chasing your goal, the pure land you yearn for in your heart.