[A little nervous, the ending is hasty, but the first part is written carefully]
The doctor with a cold face and the serious face × the online writer who pretends to be cheerful
Scattered in the sea are not only the stars in the sky, but also the hope that is too weak to be found in the depths.
Crossing the rushing stream, riding the warm east wind, facing the morning glow and flying clouds, smelling the fragrance of lavender all around, blocking the slightly dazzling sunshine, squinting into the distance.
Let your mind wander and speak your heart out.
Running through the endless dark thorn forest, running against the wind.
Looking at the Milky Way, there are stars in Nanchuan River. It is a blessing to meet each other, but when I turn my eyes, I feel sad.
It's hard to breathe in the deep sea, and the bitter river hits your arms; leaving is the best choice, but you will regret it when you are strangers.
Mission: Suffering is short-lived, happiness is long-lasting
