I once walked on this spacious and crowded street, imagining that beautiful love would happen. It's as romantic as a fairy tale. The prince falls in love with the princess, and the two live happily. The reality is not a fantasy. We just missed each other in the crowded sea and did not stay for each other. Even if we are destined, we have to go through the iron shoes to find it, or wait for love to come. Before that, I imagined that there was that beautiful love fairy tale, and I was the lucky heroine.