She has never felt the beauty of spring and summer since she was born. In her memory, the indifference of autumn and the loneliness of winter seem to leave her only darkness. No matter the seemingly sincere consolation or the tears that almost fell, they could not heal the bleeding wound in my heart... Only countless mournful moans at night.
He is an ordinary disciple from a poor family. His poor family background made him work twice as hard as others. It was the receiving season again, and just when he was rushing to the "ideal shore" with great expectations, he found that everything was illusive. Life is like a frame. Is your destiny in your own hands, or has everything been planned differently...
The playground, which has been gone for a long time, is still as blue as the sky. The transparent sunlight seemed to coat everything in the world with a layer of shining silver... They looked into the distance and listened to the sounds of nature. He looked at her and smiled: "Although fate has deprived you of your splendor, it has given you dreams and goods. Isn't this enough?" Suddenly, he burst into tears, and then he couldn't help but cover his face and cry to himself. But he didn't stop it, he just let the tears roll down his face unbridled...
If there is no spring or summer in the world, will you grasp the last touch of gold in your life? Where will the future turn? As gorgeous as summer flowers or as humble as dust? Where is the far distance beyond the distance...