On an ordinary rainy day, I was frowning with a piece of bread in my mouth, cursing the damn weather in my heart, which made my whole body wet. As I was running in a hurry, I bumped into a woman with black hair and white clothes. In this gloomy atmosphere, it looked especially weird. The woman held a bouquet of red flowers, lifted up the broken hair in front of her forehead and said with a chuckle, "Good morning!" The voice was as clear as a bell, which made me panic. I actually ran away from her like a mouse. When I got on the bus that smelled of sweat and meat buns, that woman's fair face always appeared in my mind...
Intention: I always believe that there must be another me in this world, doing things that I dare not do, and living the life that I want to live.