As the college entrance examination approached, the class teacher asked each classmate's parents to send their children a message to post in the upper right corner of the desk. In the blink of an eye, seven years later, the ten words posted on Cheng Cheng's desk are still vivid in my mind.
After more than twenty years of trouble, the road is chosen by oneself, and you have to walk on it even if you are crawling.
Concept: The boat will naturally go straight when it reaches the bridge