If you hadn't allowed me to be so tolerant and tolerated my childishness, I wouldn't have been able to have such vivid youth. You treated me so well that I never grew up in high school and lived in the world you built for me, doing whatever I wanted. Later, when I walked out of your shelter, I started to fall, cry, feel helpless, become silent, and bear all the happiness and unhappiness, and finally started to grow.