In those ten years that flowed out from the gap in the long river of time, it seemed that there was a young and passionate heart that was fearless, running rampantly in the turbulence, chasing the light spot of hope that did not belong to anyone, but was severely shot down time and time again. His whole body was bruised and bruised, and he was barely breathing.
Almost all the misfortunes in Pei Qinglan's life occurred in this decade of despair.
Intention: You have to believe that all suffering has an end.