There are many things, if you don't look back thirty or forty years later, you won't know how precious they are.
Even if it's just a low look, a cigarette, or a pair of shoe prints, you suddenly remember that you won't be able to see them again in this life; it's more sad than anything else.
Two lines of clear tears slipped out of the dream.
Overnight, they stood alone, looking at each other.
Cao Yimei, who was only twelve years old, resolutely boarded a ship bound for Pingxi County and began the most unforgettable journey in her life.
Growth and love, should she be grateful for this growth or this love?
Thanks to my dear concubine Panda for volunteering to make a cover. Kisses sent.