The flowering season at sixteen and the rainy season at seventeen will all come to an ending at eighteen. What would you do if you only had 365 days left to live? If it were still a few days before the college entrance examination, would you still work hard and have an unattainable dream? I hope you will spread your wings and find your own paradise.
First perspective.
Intention: Redemption and being redeemed, ideal and reality, loving and being loved