In the 1990s, people are said to be old but not young anymore, and there is a saying in the local saying: It is too late to get married, but it is just right to become a mother. So turn your head and look at him and her next to you, whether the butcher's knife of time will kill someone, or whether the blood will be splattered all over the ground and stain your eyes. Similarly, as the mainstay, do we lose and bury our bodies in the mud of life, or do we overcome the wind and waves? The alarm was shot. Dear readers, please listen to me slowly.