Others thought she had everything, but what did she have? Everything was like illusory foam, like quicksand on the fingertips;
She once thought that freedom was gone, but her marriage was still there;
I also thought that even if there was no love, my children would still be there;
She always thought that her father's love was so long-lasting, how could it be a trickle? She was so tired before even half of her life;
It just disappeared.
Intention: Reliance too much is ultimately unreliable