Since I was a child, I have felt that I have no advantages. Others say that I am beautiful, but the people I like do not like me, which makes me doubt the authenticity of this only advantage. When I was studying in the United States, I met someone I liked again. I pursued the person I liked clumsily, but was humiliated and worthless by the other person. What was even more outrageous was that he actually ridiculed me in public, which made it impossible for me to stay in the United States for a moment. I took a semester off and wanted to go back to my country to relieve my sadness. Did my experience in China heal my sorrow, or was it the beginning of another sad period?