Qianqian is a "silly girl", my grandmother's neighbor. She was an important background in my life when I was a child. "Her cries when she was beaten, her enthusiasm when we met, her grievance when she was bullied, and the scene where she played teaching games with me." Nowadays, I have never seen her again in the vast sea of people, and only heard about her occasionally. Hope she can live well!
Intention: Who am I in the face of the "silly girl"? What will I do when the kindness in my heart meets the pressure of the world?