To be able to laugh until you are heartless, gasping for breath, until you are silent, and even shed tears; to be able to cry until your bowels twist and turn, and your chest has dull pain, which leads to internal injuries, and even no tears. This is the ultimate story in my heart, and the realm I pursue.
This article is neither a high-stakes novel nor a low-level one. Let's temporarily define it as a product of balance between the two. I just tried to tell a not-so-lighthearted story in a light-hearted tone. It is such a little girl who is carefree in her prime, has no choice but to get involved in the world, has experienced all kinds of ups and downs, and has tasted the warmth and warmth of the world. She is destined to enter this vortex in troubled times. Faced with national hatred, family hatred, family affection, friendship, and love, how will she deal with it and how will she choose? All of this, everything, the rolling world of mortals, the birth of love, the movement of love, the infatuation of love, the death of love, but they are always inseparable from the word "love".
Life is like this
Floating like this
Destined to live and die
Who knows Who knows
Love ends and love begins
Love is true and love is crazy
Where
So much love
