This is the growth story of an adopted child, wandering around in the hustle and bustle of the city, looking for his lost self.
He Fang has been neglected since kindergarten. In kindergarten, the teacher praised him for his great sitting posture, and he remembered this until high school, and he always sat upright. In the third grade, the Chinese teacher posted his essay on the wall, and from that time on, he has been participating in essay competitions. In the sixth grade, the art teacher praised him as a painting genius, and he became an art candidate in a daze.
He Fang: The wind stopped and started blowing again. I searched for you for a long time and found that the sunset was falling on your face.