The plane took off, and I looked at the land that was gradually moving away. I thought that maybe on a winter solstice night a few years later, I would be in a prosperous and unfamiliar big city. I would feel sad thinking about my loved ones for a moment, and then use the excuse that as long as our family is happy, we will be relieved, and continue to live my life in this city for the so-called ideal with peace of mind. In the end, in the busy and tedious life, the meaning of the winter solstice was gradually forgotten...