When I was in elementary school, my teacher told me that young shoots must break through the hard gravel before they can embrace this world that is not beautiful enough but full of sunshine. We often face the people around us with an unreasonable attitude, just to let the time of our children slip away slower. We package ourselves with childishness, just to travel through the world without fear. We always arrogantly declare to the world that the storm will come more violently, but slowly we start to walk cautiously in the wind and rain, and even start to hate the dirt brought by the wind and rain. We start to look forward to sunny days every day, and try to smile every day, but we miss those times running in the wind and rain, but we are secretly glad that tomorrow will be sunny. Being at peace in the midst of entanglements, my mother told me that this is growth, and it is indeed worthy of bringing tears to everyone's eyes. I am even more grateful to those of you who have experienced my growth, and I wish you happiness in parallel time and space!