++++Chang Xinyue walked behind Chu Xiaoran, looking at him with a dark face and saying nothing. ++++The wind blew, and the cotton balls from the kapok tree floated over. She grabbed them casually and found a few small cotton balls in her hands. After touching it a few times, another gust of wind came and blew the cotton balls farther and farther away. ++++ "Isn't life like this? The people around you are brought here by a gust of wind, and then they go away again. There are always times when we get together and leave. When we meet, take advantage of it. When we leave, we will see each other again." Chang Xinyue began to make chicken soup. ++++Chu Xiaoran's eyes flashed and he smiled, "Is there a typhoon today? The wind is quite strong."++++ "Yes." Chang Xinyue faced the wind, raised her head with her eyes closed, and moved her nose as if she was trying to smell something. ++++Chu Xiaoran raised an eyebrow: "What truth did you smell in the wind again?"++++"Ah! The stall is open! This roasted sweet potato shop has not been here for several days, I will go and grab one first!"++++Chu Xiaoran looked lovingly at the snack vendors running away like a gust of wind. ++++He didn't want the wind to blow her away.
Intention: Life is impermanent, and growth requires hardships. I hope you will still have a happy face when you come back from all the hardships.