After experiencing some things, I feel a little bit vicissitudes of life. I feel that I can't live well in this life? Enjoy it? Why do we think of people so badly? People can't play happily with each other anymore?
In the end, I still feel that instead of relying on means and making ends meet step by step, it is better to save some money and see all the wonderful places and taste all the delicacies in the world with my loved one.
But the one I love... This... My young heart was hit.