On the day I registered as a new student, I refused to be sent off by my family. I left my hometown for the first time, got on the train for the first time, and went to a strange city alone for the first time. My mood on the train was indescribably light and melancholy. Finally left, the home that had suffocated my heart for many years. I still let go of that immature love. I think, in the face of everything, I will only choose freedom.