Bangdang...
"Mom, what's wrong?"
"It's okay, I broke a bowl."
So I hung up.
Why did I die after breaking a bowl? Because I am that bowl.
It's a blessing in disguise, so why should I be willing to be an obscure and unremarkable little bowl? This bang became the beginning of a new life. From now on, we switch from shotgun to cannon. Not only do we want to travel through time, but we also go through time to become a young girl with colorful flowers and green willows, and embark on a journey of rivers and lakes.
This article records my ups and downs and glorious life, so that all the pots and pans in future generations can admire me!