The grind of life never distinguishes between right and wrong, between you and me. The charming thing is that thousands of arrows pierce the heart and share the joys and sorrows. You can guess the beginning, but the ending is never predictable. You have had it several times, you have lost it several times, but there is always someone who will make you believe that after going through thorns and thorns along the way, the golden wind and jade dew will make people happy. When I was sailing against the current, you were always by my side, walking with me.