Going round and round, we finally returned to the finish line.
At that time, I was 30 years old. At the age of 24, I fell in love with a man who was good-looking and had good character, which was too late for the seven-year itch. Then I became single again at the age of a young mature woman. Everything seemed miserable.
Actually it's not bad,
At least our separation didn't hurt that deeply,
At least the damage doesn't have so many barbs,
There is just a crack in the egg shell,
Failure to pay attention to repairs is doomed to ruin and injury.
Conception: