Everyone has their own understanding of the grievances and grievances in the rivers and lakes in the bloody storm. The only thing in common is that people can't help themselves in the rivers and lakes... When the curtain slowly lifts, what we see is the strength and helplessness of those people. In the face of choice and giving up, even though my heart hurts like a knife, I still have to pretend to be indifferent, but I don't know that such indifference hurts both others and myself...